How Not to Drown in a Glass of Water

by Angie Cruz

My name is Cara Romero, and I came to this country because my husband wanted to kill me.

We step in the shit on purpose so we’re forced to buy new shoes. You know what I’m saying?

Let me give you some advice, fall for the man who loves you more than you love him.

When Ángela saw me cry, my sister said, You’re drowning in a glass of water. I tell you, Ángela is cold. But cold! Pfft! She has no feelings for me. Not Lulú. She understood that I had to cry until I undrowned from the inside.

When you need each other to survive, you forgive. That’s the way it is.

Freedom is being able to live your truth without having to apologize for it.