Hello everyone.

I'd like to tell you my story.

I had a difficult childhood, punctuated by bullying and abuse by my mother until I was 24.

I was physically and psychologically bullied throughout primary school, secondary school and high school.

The number of nights I spent in the emergency room following assaults is incalculable.

I was then abused 3 times by someone I trusted.

I thought I'd found love, but the person I loved was a drug addict and an alcoholic.

The nightmare seemed to be over when I met the ideal man. Three years later we got married, and it was a total of 8 years of happiness...

That's what I thought...

But having a past where I was asked to keep quiet, to lower my head, to be on my knees, had transformed me.

I got the upper hand over my husband without realising it. But I took care of him, I loved him, I gave him everything he needed. But that wasn't enough. My traumas and fears ended up destroying him psychologically...

I could never forgive myself for that mistake, because he was my love, my heartbeat, my life, my breath...

During our marriage, we managed to become very popular drag queens, we campaigned and helped a lot of people. Being disabled myself, disability has become my main battle.

An important detail about our relationship is that we have always been non-conformist, and we believe in polyamory.

A year ago I fell deeply in love with a man other than my husband.

I waited for him for a year, then we got together, with my husband's agreement. He remained my priority.

After a while I noticed the attraction between the two of us, so we decided to become a couple.

We had extraordinary plans for our lives.

Unfortunately it didn't work out ... my fears and traumas from the past resurfaced.

I became suffocating, very oppressive and stressful.

I'm totally aware that the failure of my relationship is entirely my fault.

They both left me and immediately moved in together.

The third even thanked me for giving him my husband...

I lost all my strength, desire and energy because my husband was my life.

It's not just a question of grief, because when everything collapsed, all the traumas of the past resurfaced.

I'm unemployed due to a motor disability that prevents me from working in many fields, and that made me give up the career in which I had invested 15 years of my life.

We then fell into a spiral of over-indebtedness. We were able to obtain an over-indebtedness plan from the Banque de France. We are now going to halve this repayment plan.

I'm homeless and hospitalised in a clinic following multiple suicidal crises.

I'm very afraid of what's going to happen next.

I'm asking for your help so that I can regain hope of finding a roof over my head and, above all, moving forward.

I dream of returning to the stage as a Queen, stronger than ever, and continuing my fight for our community. And so I can rebuild myself and really show who I am.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart.