I was born on the 29th of November 1972 in Brussels, Belgium.
When I was 3 years old, my parents and I moved to the countryside in a nice little village near Ghent called Deurle.
We lived in a beautiful house and I was going to the local school where I had a lot of friends.
When I was 12 I went to school in the city of Ghent and later on I decided to follow my dreams and study architecture at the Highschool of Ghent.
To finance my studies I worked in a model-agency where I had the opportunity to meet new people.
Besides studying, playing sports and going out with friends, I loved dancing.
Every single moment when I heard good music, I was ready to dance. Dance is a perfect way to express yourself, keep your mind focused and your body in shape.
One day this life, my life came to an end… September 19, 1994.
UZ, Gent, due to a lack of oxygen in my brain, due to a wrong diagnose and giving me an massive overdose of medicines well change my life forever.
After 3 weeks in coma and subsequently 3 years of intense revalidation at the hospital, I still suffer on a daily base from dystonia, spasticity and Parkinsonism.
Coming home after 3 years at the hospital was really emotional for me. Luckily my family and friends were there to support me. I had to learn to walk and eat again, but unfortunately most of the usual daily activities are impossible for me to do now.
I went to real mental process, searching for the reason to live. The days became longer and longer, harder and harder. My limitations make it very difficult to have a normal social life.
My dreams to become an architect and to develop my model career became impossible.
In 2010 I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis.
Bad things are following me, why do I need to suffer? Why me? Why? Why?
Thanks to my mom who takes care of me all the time I can do what I love: kinesitherapy, flying, shopping, and surfing on the internet and so on…
Her help and support makes me find a reason to live.