My sister blocked the door and snickered, “There aren’t any fat people in my wedding photos.” I pulled out the €20,000 check and tore it to shreds. Good luck paying the vendors…

It then became clear that she was no longer seen as a sister, but as a problem. From then on, it was no longer a question of organization, but of respect, and family boundaries began to be established.

I simply thought I was accompanying Viviane on one of the most important days of her life. But from the moment I arrived, I understood that something had changed between us.

She prevented me from entering normally and imposed a humiliating condition: I was not to appear in the wedding photos.

At that moment, I felt a shock. Everyone around us remained silent. I understood that I was no longer seen as a sister, but as a nuisance.

Yet, I had financed a large part of the wedding. And that’s when I understood that the problem was no longer the organization… but respect.

It was at that moment that our relationship changed and I began to set   clear family boundaries .