At 52, Claire had the bitter feeling of having reached a dead end. Her life resembled a long list of obligations, never offering a moment to breathe. She worked tirelessly, accumulating endless days to provide for others. She got up every morning to keep going, without ever asking herself what she truly wanted.
She no longer had a specific dream, only one goal: to hold on for one more day.
When giving becomes a habit… then a forgetting of oneself
For years, Claire took on almost everything. She financed the daily life of her family, that of her daughter Léa , who became a mother very young but is now an adult, and that of her husband, Julien , who has been unemployed for many years.
Julien had never really tried to get back on his feet, convinced that his wife would always be there to support him. Claire, on the other hand, worked tirelessly, accumulating responsibilities, sacrifices, and renunciations.
Little by little, she had faded away. She no longer bought anything for herself, no longer took time for herself. Every euro went to others, every decision was made for their comfort. And the most painful thing was that no one seemed to notice her exhaustion. She had become "the one they could count on," without even realizing it.
