Weekends are my favorite.
I breathe, a moment of isolation that restores my calm and balance. If no one bothers me, fine. If no one talks to me, excellent. Peace is my drug. Friday night to Saturday is the best sleep of the week. Don't you think? However, Hera and her Chad Radwell disturbed my weekend.
At the end of the night, while Eulogio pretended to attend a business call so as not to stay and talk to me, my mother and Hera talked in the kitchen while they put the food in Tupperware, and when they ran out, empty butter containers. Do you see Eulogio? We are thrifty; there is no waste here, so live with it.
I approach the entrance without them seeing me and try to listen.
— Hera, men are like that. Knowing how to handle ego is essential in this situation. I know you are a strong woman who can handle being in a relationship with someone like that.
While she says this, she sees towards the door, and I hide. It is not me who is looking out. Since the coast is clear, she pours herself another glass of wine.
Hera answers her; — I know Mom, I am trying, but sometimes it is difficult.
She takes the glass in her hands and says, — Stop it, Mommy, please.
— I am anxious Hera, this is big, and it is your future.
Hera, trying to empathize, tells her, — I know, but alcohol is not helping. Eulogio is difficult, but I love him.
Ignoring the remark about her drink and with indulgence, my mother says; — I know, mi niña, but with patience and charm, you will make it. Look your best and listen to him. In discussions, you do not have to be right always. Learn to pick your battles.
I feel a pain in my stomach, and I know I cannot blame the food because my mother did not cook it. It is mere revulsion to this conversation. I know it is something generational; they raised her that way, the cult towards the man, to the provider. That is not why you should pay homage and muffle your voice. Much less tolerate physical or verbal abuse. I know I am not in the least the most appropriate to advise on relationships and how to defend oneself, but from the shadows, I observe, perhaps more than others do.
Women are not submissive to men anymore. Their voices and aspirations are valuable, and they deserve equal treatment in a relationship. Hera does not have to tolerate the tantrums of a «baby man.» who is full of complexes and masks them with his appearance and privilege. My sister is a woman with self-esteem, studied, and deserves better.
It is sad that my mother, in «survival» mode because who knows what she saw from her parents to her grandparents, believes that a woman can only overcome herself with a man, and that is why she must endure it and even make a strategy to avoid losing her future.
I do not mind being «Soltera» forever, if that is the much-cherished future she sees. That night, the series to enjoy was «Elite.», a choice inspired by the guest and, unfortunately, a future member of the family.
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The deconstruction of Eliz
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