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Meeting psychoanalysis saved my life.

I exaggerate? I leave you judges …Early on, I knew that life, alone, stripped, shelled, made no sense. Without a score to interpret it, I felt in myself an inexplicable force.

In analysis, I constructed the great arguments, the myths that organize times and places. But it is only with the end that I have been able to authorize a life made of pieces, features, a liveable…