
We drink tea in her own kitchen. Julia is sitting in a wheelchair, childishly chatting his legs. We say that you still need to buy furniture. What, perhaps, is Julia the guardian - otherwise the apartment is scary. And she talks about the boarding school - with a cunning, triumphant smile: she is safe, won, escaped.
“No, I will never forget how it was, no! I always fought with them. Told them the truth, and they offended us. I told them: you will also ever find you in our place! But they still offended, ”Julia shakes his head, turning to those who offended her in a boarding school, but still smiles.
And I'm trying to imagine what she went through and who she became over the years. Julia is 35 years old. All life in official houses. Baby House, correctional orphanage, then a boarding school from 17 years old. And "by hospital", as it is expressed. Julia is a childhood disabled person with a whole bunch of diagnoses - multiple violations, legs almost do not go, terrible lymphastasis, which periodically exacerbates. Then the legs are inflated, they are covered with ulcers, rot to the bones and wildly, unbearably hurt. Neither pills, nor injections help, and in order not to go crazy with this pain, Julia opens ampoules with a novocan and simply pours it on his feet. It becomes easier for this briefly. Doctors were going to amputate her leg several times. “What is they worth it? It’s so easier for them - once, and that’s it. And do not bother. But there are other doctors who treat my leg, ”says Julia.
Julia in the guest house of the Prospect of the Charitable Organization Photo: Natalia Bulkina/Schschi for TDJulia has close friends who take her, arrange for treatment. Once she was treated in Germany and was also treated in a private clinic in St. Petersburg. But exacerbation can still begin on any day. She is afraid of pain from ulcers and exacerbations. But he is more afraid of amputation.
Julia laughs and rejoices at the little things like a child. First of all, after moving, she started a toy terrier puppy and called him Ignat. And when he speaks of his apartment, he shines with happiness, because this is freedom, which could only be dreamed of.
Seven people lived in the juline room in a boarding school, more like a hospital ward. Of these, two spoke. The rest had severe central nervous system defeats. Julia took care of those who are worse. She fed the guys who always starved because of the indifference of the nurse and could not even complain about it or could not realize this. Many were dying - maybe not from poor treatment, but simply because they were sick ...





The boarding school is a guardian of all its wards. Even those who have preserved intelligence, who can and want to walk or move in a stroller, is able to make friends and go to the cinema. You can leave the building only with the permission of the administration. Therefore, any conflict can lead to restriction in freedom. Literally.
Conflicts with medical staff almost became a sentence for Julia. She was accused of aggressive behavior and put in a psychiatric hospital. “The doctors spared me there, everyone understood. They did not stuff me with medicines, but simply treated my leg. But if they believed the orderlies, and I would be recognized as insane, then everyone would never get out of the boarding school. Never, ” - Julia laughs, however, a little exhausted.
Julia and employee of the guest house Maria on a walk photo: Natalia Bulkina/Schschi for TDThe apartment is spacious, bright, but so far cold and raw, because the house is completely new. The window is open in the kitchen so that the products on the windowsill do not deteriorate - there is no refrigerator yet. Julia says he is not freezing. It has a sweatshirt and a long skirt. On the finger of the ring. “I want to work to buy myself beautiful blouses. I like to dress elegantly. I do not like to be ugly! " She wants to get a job. I would like to go a nurse, because in the boarding school she learned to take care of others well, but she thinks that she will not take her. She will not be able to raise a person if something happens. But it seems to her that she might take her a cleaner. She got off to transport a bucket of water on her knees - she thinks that she would cope.
Yulia seems that her cleaner might take it: she got rid of the bucket of water on her kneesJulia has 11 thousand rubles. When I lived in a boarding school, there were four thousand. She understands that this is not enough, and it will be difficult to live. But he doesn’t worry - friends help with money, transfer a little onto a card. Therefore, so far I have not been engaged in the search for work.
An independent life for Julia and other residents of the boarding school is just another universe. No one has ever prepared them for this. The soup is cooked by itself, albeit tasteless, the clothes appear, albeit ugly, volunteers with whom the boarding school was incredibly lucky, come daily and engage all day, rehabilitates, teach and entertain. And all this happens by itself. Naturally, all the pupils and residents of the boarding school are infantile, like small children. And what else could they be?
Men in the market help Yulia to leave the store: there is no ramp and congresses there : Natalia Bulkina/Schschi for TD“Everyone dreams of getting out. Absolutely everything. But not everyone can, ”says Julia. This dream is just completely childish and unrealistic, so so tempting and beautiful. She is gently cherished and cherished all her life. But the majority (and in fact, almost everyone!) She will never be fulfilled.
When Yulia and other guys in her department were told about the new project of the Handican Prospect - about a training apartment, where you can settled and try their forces for independent life, but in greenhouse conditions - they could not believe their happiness. So never before, the dream began to come to life. And when they later told me what it is-to live, cook food for yourself, pay for receipts, buy products, clean, answer for themselves-they were frightened, just as childishly sincerely to goosebumps, and even refused to go and change something.
At first, Julia had a training apartment - a large spacious treshka. Two bedrooms, a common room and a large kitchen. In the bedrooms, two live from a boarding school, in the general-a teacher-psychologist is nearby around the clock. Every morning they are taught to make a list of cases for the day and execute it. They explain how to go to the store, prepare food for yourself, how to clean the apartment. How to change a blown light bulb, plan your budget and, perhaps, look for a job. But even such a degree of responsibility and freedom is shock and horror for boarders.
Julia Photo: Natalia Bulkina/Schschi for TDAnd now Julia moved to her apartment, which the city provided to her, and lives in it herself and completely alone. Without a TV, radio, room neighbors, a psychologist in a living room or a nurse in the corridor ... And it’s very hard - just to be alone.
It is very difficult to just be alone. Without a TV, radio, room neighbors, a psychologist in a living room or a nurse in the corridor ...After all, the habit that everything turns out by itself - it remained. It became cold - I will say that a heater is needed, my friends will help me. The products are ending, I will say that they are over - friends will bring. The wheel from the stroller seems to be heated - I will say that they would fix it. Friends will help. The happiness is that there are really friends, there are many of them, they are responsive and indifferent. Thanks to them, Julia is now in his kitchen, he pours us tea.
"You know, but tomorrow they will come to a mother and dad to watch an apartment!" - For me, these Julines are a complete surprise. We have been talking for two hours, we are talking about volunteers and friends, about how many good people helped her escape from the boarding school, but did not say a word about parents. But it turns out that they are in her life.
Julia enters her house photo: Natalia Bulkina/Schschi for TDJulia is a refuser. Parents left her immediately after birth. “They were told that I would not survive the day, and they believed. And I was tenacious, ”Julia laughs and turns away. When she was 23 years old, she asked the boarding school to find parents. She was told that this was not supposed, but one woman could not refuse and really found. I called them and said that their daughter lives in a boarding school and wants to meet. “They arrived the next day. Saw me. We met. They turned out to be good, ”Julia smiles and looks out the window. I ask if she believes that her parents did not know about her, she pauses and answers quietly that she does not know and probably does not believe. And then he adds: "Well, what can I do?" And smiles.
I ask if she believes that her parents did not know about her, she answers quietly that she does not know and probably does not believe“Mom, if I am alone with me in the room, she cries all the time. It hurts that I am so, and that she cannot help me. And if someone else is in the room, she holds on. But Dad is not, does not cry. He is kind, but does not cry. "







Miraculously the risen daughter from the boarding school, parents did not take away, and now they are not often seen.
Julia was visiting them, but does not want to go there anymore. She already has two adult sisters, but they were not happy with Julia. One has their own children, whom mom helps to educate. The other sister did not accept Julia at all. I didn’t even leave the room. Julia is insulting, but she says she understands. And why is it needed? She doesn't want to go there anymore. But he is waiting for parents to visit.
I propose to go for a walk and see how far to the store. Julia hesitates for a long time, looks anxiously out the window and says that he is afraid of rain. But she just does not want to go out. It is difficult for her to remember the new road the first time, she is lost. He says that after several times he will definitely remember everything here and will go out. And then he agrees to take a walk.
Julia Photo: Natalia Bulkina/Schschi for TDThe microdistrict has not yet been completed. Some roads are blocked, there are no shops in residential buildings yet. We go along the road and stop so that Julia rests. She deftly controls the stroller, but the road is slightly sigging, and all the time you have to taxi. Sometimes cars pass by - their Julia is afraid. A person in a stroller is poorly visible. And she will not be able to enter the sidewalk without help - the slope of the congress is too cool. We never reach the store - it is too far. “Well, nothing, one of the friends will come, and I will ask you to buy to eat,” says Julia, and we are returning.