"Souviens toi, ou sinon invente" is an essay on the distorsion of the memory and the power of an image.
Remember. Delicate fragrances and words that make you smile. Those who make cry too. Remember the colors, the foam of the waves, the waltzing heart and the sparks. Remember the smell of an old letter, the leather of a trunk, the emerald of his eyes. Do not forget the fear, the anger, or the number of stars in the sky. Revisit the moment, gathers together the myriad of shapes and colors that blend and blend, feel the same emotions, let nothing go, do not let anything escape.
The memory has always fascinated me. The mechanisms of its functioning seem so immense, so mysterious; think about it, you can travel in time in one thousandth of a second. You can forget some episodes and remember for life others. Is not that fascinating? Of course, the phenomenon sways quickly between fascination and anxiety, when memory becomes dangerous. In the United States, countless people in the 1980's found memories of sexual abuse after psychotherapy. Later, some of them retracted, recognizing their memories as never having happened. It was at this point that the controversy of false memories was born, giving rise to two distinct camps. On the one hand, there are psychotherapists supporting the veracity of these memories found and judging those who think the reverse as being in denial. On the other hand, there are the specialists of memory, convinced that it is malleable and therefore that all the memories are not necessarily true.
The purpose of this essay is to understand in which way both parties may be wrong or right, and above all, to elucidate, on our scale, the mystery surrounding the myth of false memories.