By Raymond Viger We have already published a report on India Desjardins and her book Mr. Big. The author writes about toxic relationships fueled by TV shows such as Sex in the City. Ingrid Falaise, an author who describes the conjugal violence she suffered through, […] See more
Today, hundreds of men and women write me personally on social media. Victims of their pasts, of their silence. The question that most often pops up: what do you do to heal, to beat depression? By Ingrid Falaise I am neither a therapist nor a […] See more
This sickness of the soul kidnapped me one morning without warning. My pyjamas became my uniform. My tousled hair became my miserable, undignified, fallen crown. I feared the end of my vacation and couldn’t imagine the idea of going out and meeting people, a false […] See more
Sunday, June 12, 2007. From afar I hear a steady drip-drip-drip of water falling, like clockwork, every second, into the bathroom sink. Pling. Pling. Pling. By Ingrid Falaise I don’t have the strength to get up out of bed, my refuge since Friday. And yet […] See more
Friday. The sun beats down on Montréal. I’m driving west in my car. A hundred souls await my arrival. On this night, I’m off to give my umpteenth seminar. But this time, the audience will be made up of teenagers. Nerves disrupt my thoughts. When […] See more
Yesterday, once again, it was quiet in the home where I live. Quiet, except for the happy shrieks of children; the busy whirlwind of kids getting ready for their first day of school; the endless singing by my youngest; and the clatter made preparing a […] See more
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