Sylvie's testimony
 

Témoignage de Carole
 

DECLARATION DE  REVOLTE

Pas besoin de long discours...
Besoin de personne pour Comprendre...
Juste un regard attardé sur ton visage, et l’expression de ton regard te trahit,
Juste le temps d’écouter tes états d’âme pour comprendre que tu la perds...
Elle vous trahit !
Elle vous dévisage, elle vous salit !
Je la maudit !...
Elle a bel air avec ses "belles"  illusions !
" Venez à moi petits paumés ! Je vous mène dans un monde Cool ! Un petit paradis ! Juste quelques bouffées, et OUF, ça y est !..."
Sans parler de tous ces pourris de gros bonnets qui se vautrent dans la luxure en exploitant des pauvres cultivateurs des pays en voie de développement pour produire ce poison.
Poison du corps, poison de l’âme...
Le fait d’acheter cette merde, ou même le fait de la produire vous-même, fait que vous cautionnez le système pourri !
Grosse colère, gros dégoût, envie de te secouer pour te réveiller l'Esprit !
Dis moi que tu n'as plus envie d'elle, dis moi que t'as envie de te battre sur le vrai terrain de la vie !
J'ai envie de parler de toi avec admiration comme je le faisais auparavant !
Un jour dans un restaurant, je t’avouais être fière de mon filleul, tu te souviens ?...
Je ne veux pas croire que tu y étais indifférent.
Elle vous fait croire qu'avec elle vous êtes forts, que grâce à elle vous détenez la vérité !
La vérité, c'est qu'elle gâche tout !
Ne passes pas à côté de TOI ! !
Ne te mens pas ! Regardes toi en face !
Je t'en supplie...
Tu es capable de faire des tas de choses !
Ne nous demande pas de cautionner cette merde qui fait de toi un inconnu
Ne nous demande pas de faire comme si tout était normal !
Où est passé mon beau sauveur ?
BATS TOI !
Ne te nourris pas d'illusion !
La Vie se révélera à toi si tu fais l'effort de lui donner sa chance. 
..."qu'est-ce que c'est qu'un joint de temps en temps ? "
STOP !
Si c'était le cas, je ne ressentirai pas le besoin de te dire tout cela !

Valerie’s testimony
 

I’m a family mother (3 children), I’m 31 years old, I started smoking cannabis at the age of 17, as I met my first boyfriend with whom I got my three children.
 

At first I smoked one joint every night to sleep well and feel good. A little later, my nightly joint wasn’t enough to feel the effects, so I started smoking two every night. Months later, I smoked one joint at waking up and later another one, at the afternoon; I finished smoking four joints daily.
 

When we take cannabis every day, we notice that doesn’t give us anymore the same effect than the beginning, we don’t joke anymore, we don’t speak much and we don’t sleep anymore.
 

I smoked cannabis for fifteen years, not for pleasure but for need, as the years went by, I shoot myself in and I felt worse and worse. Cannabis didn’t relax me anymore, I was nervous and I couldn’t concentrate in anything. Cannabis didn’t help me at all in my every day life. As I quit cannabis and took a course of nurse, I noticed that my neurons didn’t work normally anymore (memory problems, lack of concentration, etc).
 

I testimony to make young people take conscious that smoke gives pleasure at first moment but a long term it becomes a habit, a dependence, and over all it destroys the personality.
 

Thanks to Parents Contre la Drogue Association for his help.

Good day, here's my reaction as a user’s father
an-Luc D.

I’m just a father like others, that took a « big slap » when he know that his son took drugs (that doesn’t happen to us!!!) but, contrary to the actual political-election-media speech, I decided to make myself not only a confronted parent, but a concerned decided parent.

As a parent, I tend to stand up against the discourse held by certain associations self-called professionals that want to makes us believe that cannabis replaces from now on, in our schools, the 10am break.

...I’m myself the father of a child that smoked cannabis during several years and I can assure you that’s at the cost of long months of work with parents and instructors that he took conscious for himself that there was a psychological problem to solve that was the origin of his bad habit. Meanwhile, three years of hell, scholar absence, permanent aggressive; all kinds of ways to get his "matos", etc… and a real difficulty to leave a real dependence (have you seen a young boy, lied down on his bed, eyes wide open, not being able to sleep without his joint? I don’t wish you this experience).

So when this happens, you will find yourself in trouble (I repeat, in trouble, to parents who read this testimony because I’m not ashamed of being it). You try to "follow the instructions" from the "authorized" organisms and you will contact associations in charge of prevention or even the 113 (drugs information service). There, they will tell you that under ten joints a day it’s ok, they will send you several flyers over every drug, as they say, intended to prevent the abuse, but in reality are little user’s guides, pretending that we can control their dependence easily!

So, as a parent, what can you answer to your children when he asks for your help to get out of drugs?

It isn’t perfectly scandalous to read that drugs are translated in every parent’s anguish?

Isn’t the only objective of a consistent drug control politic to prevent the use and development of drug addiction?

...As a parent, I’m more than amazed by the new discourse of MILDT’s President, who seems to approve the actions of the former President, Mrs. MAESTRACI, and developed under Mr. KOUCHNER’s regime.

The reality is other. The increase of drug demand, started several years ago, and its even earlier initiation (CM2 Class!) shows, if it is necessary, the latent failure of the politic taken by the former MILDT President, under the direction of Bernard Kouchner who intended to prevent drugs abuse with his famous slogan "know more to risk less!" interpreted in real life as "know more to consume more believing to risk less!"

So I denounce these hypocrite actions called "of prevention" and some politicians that make our children believe that drugs can be taken without real risk and it’s a society phenomenon against which nothing can be done. That has one only effect: to comfort the regular user’s attitude, encourage the occasional user recidivism and instigate the non-user’s first step into drugs.

To start, our role as parents is to make our children aware of the danger, to alert and dissuade those who doesn’t consume already, to develop their critic spirit and help them to find their own arguments to say NO to a drug offer when it arrives. Our children are victim of a fine but effective way of manipulation.

…is to us show them the chicane.

Our role as parents is, once our child decides to quit drugs, to help him to solve the problems that led him to them (and also accept that maybe we could of been a cause) and to receive him unconditionally with all our love.

Our role as parents is certainly not to accept those discourses that pretend to trivialize and depenalize drugs self-called "soft".

I want to look into my son’s eyes and give him a need to find real joy, not the senseless bitter taste of living in an artificial paradise.

Sincerely yours

Testimony of a Magistrate, received by fax the 14th April 2003

I didn’t know anything about life, yet I though I knew it all.
I was gifted for studies   and  now, at the distance, I know that a big part of it was my salvation!
Now it’s  been  a year  since  I don’t take anything, at the beginning I smoked joints, later I took the others: ecstasy, coke, mushrooms and speed!
Degeneration is a fact that takes us fast, very fast!!
 

I’m not proud of it, not at all. That said, I got out...
Now I make all I can to live a “normal” life, I didn’t see the danger...
I was only 17 when I smoked for the first time, I was between friends and with all I’ve heard about cannabis, I didn’t think it was bad. That was my worst mistake: why, you might say?
I started dragging around with those who took hard drugs...
At the beginning I didn’t want to know anything about it, but one night at a club, I finally tasted.
That I can’t hide it, I was the ecstasy, I loved everybody and everybody loved me!!!
That was the starting point: I got out all weekends just to join “my world”, I wanted to discover new things like the speed and mushrooms.
Know that with drugs we are never satisfied, on the contrary, we always want more so we take new products.
Six months later I was taking cocaine!!! And as I said: “cocaine is my chocolate!!!”
Now at the distance I realize how naïf, yes naïf I was thinking that was real life...
All for saying that hell is at our door and nobody is safe, because I myself said: “drug is disgusting”
My only one chance to get out was in me and nobody but me, but I needed a strong will.
After that, it comes the day when even you can’t see yourself in the mirror without noticing this toxic expression and this frightening thinness that shows you that you’re indeed descending to hell.
I always knew I had lots of potential and I told myself that I had to left it all or I’ll become crazy.
Quitting isn’t easy but after lived real joy moments we say ourselves that even the worst suffering has its fruits.
I didn’t follow any treatment, only my patience and courage because, as I said, it’s important to never forget one thing: the one who decides to stop has to do it for himself, for his own decision, otherwise relapse will follow.
Many of my friends, those still inside, ask me how to do it because I even stop smoking joints!
My answer is short: "There must be dreams and life objectives" because for nothing in the world I’d like to spoil my future!!
 

I was what they call a “clubber”, always there, at the coolest parties.
Now more than ever I still party, because house is my one true music, but I have to tell you, now I party better than before: I’m hungry the next day, I sleep like a baby and above all, I remember all!!!!
Now when I’m out partying and I see this youth all junked, believe me, being healthy in mind makes us notice that we are not beautiful when we’ve puff!! Besides I couldn’t help myself laughing at their crazy mimics.
To sum all up I’ll just say that drugs disgust me now and even more they frighten me out. And that’s even better because only when you feel the fear is when you can’t wait to get out of it...
I’d even like to create an association to help young people to better understand why we take drugs and how to find in ourselves the force and courage to say no!!!
It’s been said that life is short but you have know that misery can also seems really long...
Now I can say that at 19 years old I take fully advantage of life. Without forgetting that I’m on the way and we can make it, even if we get a little bit away from the path.
Drug is an explosive that will burn your head at any moment, and will make you slave.

Greetings to well understandings!
 

Thanks again and congratulations for your work...