When I was around thirty, there were the best years of my life. I finished my studies in 1990, I had a nice boyfriend who also finished his school. I was living in his house. He was very creative, was a painter, playing a piano, writing... He wrote a book about me... And I was having singing classes in his house. My singing teacher was complaining about my age. He said: "How can you start with singing at your thirty?" I am just me, I do what I want.

After some months of his instructions two times a week he said that this was the first time he heard me really "singing"... I had my "concert"... my friends were applauding... We had such a good time, driving around, taking pictures, enjoying life, we had so much fun...

But something was missing. I had this "call". I was here for a mission. I didn't know exactly what, but I deeply felt that I need to "do something". Since I found scientology in 1988, I found that there is a way to go out of this world of pain and to expand in a world of unity. I left my boyfriend and nice life and went in Vienna to be a member of a staff in scientology organisation. I was working as a slave whole day, didn't get payed... I stopped singing, there was no time for anything else, we had to be productive and clear the planet. It took me a year or two to understand that scientology will not do any good and I was not prevent a war in Yugoslavia. But I stayed in Vienna. My boyfriend in Ljubljana married half a year after we split. I married one year after that. My first child was born in january 1995.