I had my up's and down's but I was never totally fine, even if I was happy I felt low at the same time. After the letter, Lydia started to take a bit of distance. Maybe it wasn't the letter, maybe it was her journey but I really didn't know and it felt bad. My parents started bothering me with their stupid comments about sexuality, now that I had it assumed, it hurt me to hear the shit they said.
Standing in the mirror was hard, very hard, I didn't know who I was or what the hell I was still doing in this world. Some nights I cried until I was tired because I couldn't cry in other moments, they would hear me then.
I could be very susceptible some days, it was something out of my range of control, but I'd like to work it, to be stronger.
Against the world and against my family, there was nothing I could do to combine my life to them.
One day I got out of my house to walk with Lucas, something common during vacations, he needed to breathe and I needed it too.
When I came back my mom got serious and asked me about Lucas, if I liked him or if it was normal for this era to have friends of the other sex, she could've taken the worst shit out of me that day, but I made her wait and answered calmly.
She just didn't know, she wasn't in my head anymore, I wasn't the baby girl I used to be. I told the truth that time, Lucas is just my friend and Leonor won't get mad at me (because I have a crush on a girl). Well, maybe I said part of the truth, not all of it, but some day, my mom will know.
I am not prepared yet, AA.
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