With medication, she was able to function well enough to leave her hometown and she made her way to Paris.
Gribouille, as she was called since her school days, is French for naive and foolishly happy people.
Likely to throw themselves into a river to keep from getting wet in the rain.
In Paris she met Jean Cocteau while she was drawing art on the sidewalk with chalk.
He drew a portrait of her and added "To my friend Gribouille." She carefully added an 'e' to ami (feminine gender for friend is amie), embarrassed that Cocteau thought she was a boy.
She had a very androgynous appearance, and a deep voice, and Cocteau got her work singing in a cabaret.
Since she was at the bottom, even these sleazy cabaret acts were a step up for her.