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The Tragic True Story of Jean-Michel “Michou” — A Farmer’s Silent Cry

Location: Loire-Atlantique, France
Year: 2011
Category: Real Farmer Story | Mental Health | Agriculture Crisis

🌱 Chapter 1: Born in the Soil

Jean-Michel, lovingly called Michou by his village neighbors, was born into a family of farmers in the rural province of Loire-Atlantique, France. His family had been farming for three generations — milking cows, sowing wheat, harvesting barley, and living off the land.

From a young age, Michou learned how to wake before sunrise, milk the cows, repair fences, and drive tractors.
Farming wasn’t a job for him — it was identity, love, and legacy.

“City people see cows as business. For us, they are family.” – Michou

🐄 Chapter 2: A Life of Relentless Labor

Michou managed a small dairy farm with 47 cows. He woke every day at 5:00 AM, fed his cattle, and milked them before the sky even turned blue. After that, he toiled in the fields, checking irrigation, sowing seeds, fixing old machines.

He worked 365 days a year — no holidays, no weekends.

Everyone saw him as the “hardworking farmer of the region,” always smiling, always moving.

But inside, Michou was collapsing.

📉 Chapter 3: The Economic Collapse

After 2008, the dairy industry in Europe began to spiral downward.

Milk prices dropped from €0.32/liter to €0.22/liter

Cost of production was €0.30/liter

Michou was losing money with every drop of milk

He took a loan of €24,000. Then another €18,000. Then mortgaged his tractor.
Still, the bills kept piling up: electricity, fodder, tractor repairs, fertilizers.

“I’m no longer a farmer. I’ve become a machine that produces milk… and debt.” – from Michou’s diary

💔 Chapter 4: When Support Fades

His wife, Lucie, fell ill — stress and fatigue.
His only son, Julien, moved to the city for work.

Michou was left completely alone — with cows and his memories.
His best friend Jacques, also a farmer, had taken his own life just a year before. Another neighbor followed the same path.

The village got quieter. Michou got quieter.

🧠 Chapter 5: Silent Depression

One day, Michou wrote:

“One of my cows was sick today. I cried. Maybe because I am sick too.”

He never shared his pain.
He would feed the cows and whisper to them… but talk to no one else.
Evenings were spent staring at the barn walls, thinking if all his life had been for nothing.

⚰️ Chapter 6: The Last Morning – Continue reading the story click here. The original posting continues with the rest of the story and a turning point that you won’t expect. I wanted to direct you to the original post where you can leave any comments for the author.