POR LA CARIDAD ENTRA LA PESTE (NO GOOD DEED GOES UNPUNISHED)
Most of the things you've grown up with are social constructs that have little to do with each other. But, how to differentiate what is naturally yours and what has been inoculated into you? Most of the time it is impossible to know, the only thing left for us is to reconcile with it, accept or reject and rebuild. My date and place of birth are Spain 1979, a key date and place to understand parents raised under Franco dictatorship, a traditional family and Catholic education as an essential framework for society at the time. As a good Christian I have been educated in the values of turning the other cheek, generosity and humility as well as sin and guilt. Not to mention if you are a woman, and what you are supposed to be and how you have to behave. By writing this I may mislead you into thinking that my family was especially Catholic or severe. Not at all, I come from what I call an average dysfunctional family of the time, nothing exceptional. Reviewing your memories makes you more aware of who you are and who you want to be. Looking back, understanding your context and knowing where you came from helps you know where you are going. As if it were a fair attraction, I invite you to get on the wagon and enjoy the trip. This path will go through memories, not truths, sensations, constructs and rebellions that make up my head, until today, who knows what I will discover tomorrow?