Julie, "my fight against alcohol"
The beginnings of his alcoholic disease
Petite, Julie was anxious and anxious, but she never showed it for fear of annoying people with her stories. This fragility has certainly been an accelerator of the disease. At age 12, she discovers, on an occasional basis, the beneficial effects ofalcohol about his behavior. Then, it is towards 15 years that things accelerate. "It's true that I drank a lot, as certainly many teenagers did. And the younger you are exposed toalcoholthe greater the risk of becoming alcohol dependent. This is what happened to me. Very quickly, I realized that thealcohol had on me the effects of an anxiolytic or an antidepressant and I consumed more and more. "
Responsible for his illness
When reading this book, one wonders how she was able to sink so far into thealcohol, without anyone really trying to help him. His mother, a psychologist, gave her an education that could be considered lax, but Julie did not throw her stone. On the contrary, today with hindsight and after eight years of abstinence, she defends herself. "I think the closer we get to people, the more difficult it is to help them. Mom had her own difficulties managing at that time. She was caught in a whirlwind between her personal life, not simple and her work. In any case, at no time did I expose my problem to those around me. I built my own story. I often drank alone, so I was not drunk. An alcoholic is also rarely drunk, he has somealcohol permanently in the body and has endurance. For example, I never got drunk at a family party, even though I had drunk before, no one saw it. My entourage has never told me "stop drinking".
Alcohol, a real possession
"Thealcohol is an invisible, totally destructive force. He owns you, puts you down. For me, he played many roles. At first, it was a bridge, it calmed me allowing me not to totally disjunction. Then very quickly, around 20, I passed the red zone and there, he turned out to be a destroyer and became a ball that I could not separate. Julie had so little confidence in her, was plagued by such ill-being that excessive consumption ofalcohol comforted her in the idea that she was not worth anything. "It was like living behind a window. On my side, life was in black and white, sad and passive. On the other side, there were the colors, but I could not break that window. »Soon another addiction was added to thealcohol : cannabis. Julie had fallen in love with an assiduous consumer of this herb. "
The click to get out
"Either I continue and I die, or I stop everything". These are the words that Julie pronounced on her bed, while she was hospitalized in a psychiatric center. A care that proved catastrophic. "For a year, I was a prisoner of a chemical tank. It was horror, I had become a real vegetable. It was there that I realized that maybe it was time for me to do something to get out of it. I thought, "try, you never did." I had never been abstinent outside of early childhood. Julie's dearest wish was then to become normal, ordinary. But for that, he had to learn to live without alcohol. For her, a revolution. "I did not know how to work without it. And I had to agree not to be well from the moment I stopped. At 23, she decided to join an association of former drinkers. She made enriching encounters, found the necessary support for the success of this challenge, made strong friendships and especially knew Louis, her future husband and dad of her children. The path was not easy. But by force of will, she overcame relapses and other pitfalls. For many years, she felt the need to go to meetings every day. It's been 8 years since she did not drink a drop ofalcohol.
Eight years of abstinence
Julie admits to have a tender look on what she has been and especially refuses to be ashamed of his alcoholism. "I did not do anything wrong, I just drank too much.I am happy to have tried to get out and especially, to have succeeded. If the young woman does not consume any morealcoholshe still calls herself an alcoholic and never says "I was?" "I can not say that because today I can not drink even one drink. The disease is inscribed in me. Especially since in my case, drinking was not two glasses, but two bottles. As I was solely responsible for my alcoholism, I am also responsible for my healing. I do not feel any desire for this drink, even if at a dinner, there is at the table. I managed to stop the process of destruction. Julie is a strict, even possessive mother. She also said that it is out of the question that her children soaked their lips in a glass of champagne, as is often done. She wants to give them everything she has not received and especially not to reproduce what she has experienced. For Julie, it would be a terrible drama not to notice if something is wrong with her children.
Red to the lips
"I'm an alcoholic, but it does not show up"
Editions K & B - 18?
Petite, Julie was anxious and anxious, but she never showed it for fear of annoying people with her stories. This fragility has certainly been an accelerator of the disease. At age 12, she discovers, on an occasional basis, the beneficial effects ofalcohol about his behavior. Then, it is towards 15 years that things accelerate. "It's true that I drank a lot, as certainly many teenagers did. And the younger you are exposed toalcoholthe greater the risk of becoming alcohol dependent. This is what happened to me. Very quickly, I realized that thealcohol had on me the effects of an anxiolytic or an antidepressant and I consumed more and more. "
Responsible for his illness
When reading this book, one wonders how she was able to sink so far into thealcohol, without anyone really trying to help him. His mother, a psychologist, gave her an education that could be considered lax, but Julie did not throw her stone. On the contrary, today with hindsight and after eight years of abstinence, she defends herself. "I think the closer we get to people, the more difficult it is to help them. Mom had her own difficulties managing at that time. She was caught in a whirlwind between her personal life, not simple and her work. In any case, at no time did I expose my problem to those around me. I built my own story. I often drank alone, so I was not drunk. An alcoholic is also rarely drunk, he has somealcohol permanently in the body and has endurance. For example, I never got drunk at a family party, even though I had drunk before, no one saw it. My entourage has never told me "stop drinking".
Alcohol, a real possession
"Thealcohol is an invisible, totally destructive force. He owns you, puts you down. For me, he played many roles. At first, it was a bridge, it calmed me allowing me not to totally disjunction. Then very quickly, around 20, I passed the red zone and there, he turned out to be a destroyer and became a ball that I could not separate. Julie had so little confidence in her, was plagued by such ill-being that excessive consumption ofalcohol comforted her in the idea that she was not worth anything. "It was like living behind a window. On my side, life was in black and white, sad and passive. On the other side, there were the colors, but I could not break that window. »Soon another addiction was added to thealcohol : cannabis. Julie had fallen in love with an assiduous consumer of this herb. "
The click to get out
"Either I continue and I die, or I stop everything". These are the words that Julie pronounced on her bed, while she was hospitalized in a psychiatric center. A care that proved catastrophic. "For a year, I was a prisoner of a chemical tank. It was horror, I had become a real vegetable. It was there that I realized that maybe it was time for me to do something to get out of it. I thought, "try, you never did." I had never been abstinent outside of early childhood. Julie's dearest wish was then to become normal, ordinary. But for that, he had to learn to live without alcohol. For her, a revolution. "I did not know how to work without it. And I had to agree not to be well from the moment I stopped. At 23, she decided to join an association of former drinkers. She made enriching encounters, found the necessary support for the success of this challenge, made strong friendships and especially knew Louis, her future husband and dad of her children. The path was not easy. But by force of will, she overcame relapses and other pitfalls. For many years, she felt the need to go to meetings every day. It's been 8 years since she did not drink a drop ofalcohol.
Eight years of abstinence
Julie admits to have a tender look on what she has been and especially refuses to be ashamed of his alcoholism. "I did not do anything wrong, I just drank too much.I am happy to have tried to get out and especially, to have succeeded. If the young woman does not consume any morealcoholshe still calls herself an alcoholic and never says "I was?" "I can not say that because today I can not drink even one drink. The disease is inscribed in me. Especially since in my case, drinking was not two glasses, but two bottles. As I was solely responsible for my alcoholism, I am also responsible for my healing. I do not feel any desire for this drink, even if at a dinner, there is at the table. I managed to stop the process of destruction. Julie is a strict, even possessive mother. She also said that it is out of the question that her children soaked their lips in a glass of champagne, as is often done. She wants to give them everything she has not received and especially not to reproduce what she has experienced. For Julie, it would be a terrible drama not to notice if something is wrong with her children.
Red to the lips
"I'm an alcoholic, but it does not show up"
Editions K & B - 18?
