Hi! How are yall? What's new? I know its been a long time with promises and words, of telling you I'll update and keep writing but the truth is that I can't write. I'd like to lie and say it's because I have no more creativity but the truth is that I am depressed.
Incase you didn't know, I live in Texas, I'm not originally from here, as a matter of fact, I'm an immigrant, born in México and brought here at a very young age and I am afraid.
I hate to go political. I hate to talk about it but let me share something.
The situation I've been in the past few months is depressing. Having to worry every day if I'm going to get arrested even when I have no records. Afraid of my friends and family. Afraid to the point that I'm living by the day.
And before you start bashing me for coming here illegally, let me say that it wasn't my choice. My parents didn't know better. And it is not easy to get sorted out as many think.
You need money. Time. So many things and even when you have it all, there's a chance you will never get anything. We can be doing everything right and for what? For nothing.
My family and I have been working so very hard for everything we have at this point and for us to loose everything because of the atrocities Trump is doing?
I am afraid.
Everyday I am afraid.
For myself and my family. For those i know. For everyone.
I wake up everyday not knowing what will happen.
I give thanks every night because we are still safe but it can all chage in a second.
Over the past few months, knowing this, I have been getting my affairs incase the worst happens. I am being careful. Trying to help those in can get their affairs in order too.
I am sorry.
I only wish this would stop.