I grew up in a lower class family full of constant arguments, began working in our family restaurant at nine years old, found out my dad had cancer at fifteen, left home to support myself and my family at eighteen and barely finished high school in my twenties.

I’m a high sensitive person. This trait has made it difficult for me to manage my emotions and my energy at many times. For a few years I struggled with depression.

A myriad of health problems left me needing a bone marrow transplant as my body couldn't produce enough blood cells, and some epileptic seizures whose medication prevented me from becoming a mother and forced me to change my profession.

Sometimes, life does not give us a break.

And these constant challenges make us hard on ourselves, develop an inner voice that criticizes our every move and takes every opportunity to bring us down and stop us from becoming who we're meant to be.