Gorda, all my life I’ve wondered why I am the way I am. I never wanted to be like my father, he was such a dick, and Mami always looked so unhappy, hiding, and pretending to be so strong to save me from her pain. It just made it worse. Every day, she pushed me farther away from her, until she didn’t have to push anymore. I just left. But this is my chance to give me and her another way to live free from all this crap.
Self-discovery begins to unfold
