Venimos de un lugar llamado primer amor

Mom: I know this is the book you don't want them to read, but when I understood that sharing everything that makes me vulnerable would help me overcome fear and move forward, I started writing. I have left my clumsy apprenticeship in the world here. All the times they called me a fag without knowing what it meant, the lair that books became, the friend who taught me the power of imagination, death coming to our family and our first love, wrong or wrong, changes you forever. This is our path to a love with a last name. We come from those first times that later make us confuse light with darkness, but one day we look in the mirror and the map that makes us return home appears around the corners: self-love.