First of all, I would like to clarify to you, noble reader, that writing was a way of embracing him. And hug doesn't require refinement or expertise or any academic expertise with language, with literature or anything like that; the hug in its simplicity is a knot that we tie to untie other knots.
I don't intend to deconstruct or build opinions with my texts, but I intend, and in an extremely unpretentious way, to show that those who read what I write identify with and perhaps end up reading my examples and understand that they are not alone.
I've heard that my texts end up staying in the comfort zone, and today's text is precisely for that: not for me to stay in the comfort zone, but for me to be able to take everyone to a comfort zone. Soul comfort. I dedicate this comfort today to you, woman, who is finishing packing the house and the backpacks and the bags, because you have to wake up early tomorrow morning to start a new day (I looked at the clock and it was one o'clock in the morning). To you, wife, who is leaving everything ready, and when you turn around just to change position at the computer, you observe your most worthy resting, sleeping the “sleep of the righteous”, you look the other way, you see your children and already analyze: they are with blankets, pillows, pajamas, they look peaceful…
Run, look at the schedule, there is no task, there is no doctor, the dentist is for another day; Will tomorrow morning be cold? I'll leave a change of clothes for the cold and another for the heat. I already leave the flip-flops and sneakers too. Look at the husband's uniform, the pants, the shoes, phew it's all right. And long live gender equality!
My daughter refused to say hi to a relative and suddenly everyone looks at me, with an air of disapproval: wow, she has to be more polite, mom, pay attention to that. All right, I'll take care of myself. Mom, what's to eat? What do you want to eat daughter? I'll do it in a minute! Baby, don't forget to separate the invoices so I can stop by the bank tomorrow. And don't forget huh, you've been very forgetful. All right, husband, I'll look into it. hello are you? Wow, I was waiting for your email with the spreadsheet and the 599 names typed correctly and you still haven't sent it to me!
If you think you can't type, let me know and I'll find someone who can. Sorry, I'll do that before I go to bed. Friend what happened? I saw you gained a few pounds, let's go to the gym later, if you put on weight, you know it's going to be horrible, right? Of course, I will go on my lunch break, after I have lunch ready.
Teacher, that lesson on page 21 that you asked for last week, I couldn't do it because my dog ​​got very sick, ended up dying, I was in mourning until this moment and after the mourning, the first thing was to do the activity. Could you help me? Have compassion, I spent these days in mourning. Gosh, José, again, your cat died last quarter, now your dog! Do the following: along with the activity, write me an essay on how many animals you have in your house so I know who will be next, okay?
Opening the email box: dear graduate student, we count on your responsibility to deliver your text with at least eight thousand four hundred pages until midnight today so that we can analyze your teaching capacity and think about the possibility of approval for the next stage, which after completion, only 200 modules will be missing. Message: Hello dear, how are you? I saw that it disappeared, I would like to count on your help in a philanthropic action to collect fifty million food items. I can count on you, can't I? Of course, you can put my name.
And then finally you arrive at your service. Good Morning. Wow, what a finished face. Why are you so tired? With remote classes, the teacher isn't even working, is he? You have to sleep so you don't get wrinkled. And at the end of the day, in my pajamas, I pass out on the bed and I hear in the depths of my almost unconsciousness: wow, love, you were supposed to watch a movie with me. He went to bed and left the kids awake, I can't take care of them. Someone sent you a message and an email. They called from the building's concierge and there's mail for you. Weekend. Wow, love, are you sick? Woke up today at eight and not at six. I already told you to see a doctor.
I put some dialogues almost monologues that people think they have the right to have with us, without even knowing our history. Contemporaneity has brought us wonders, but it has kept the machismo exacerbated, the demand on women that, no, will not end up not being something simple.
We still can't position ourselves without having to be unfolding or justifying ourselves all the time. They will question your tasks; then your way of executing them, later if you manage to reconcile everything, they will say that you are superficial and don't know how to live life.
The fact is that women who fight for a different future for their daughters, for future generations, often find themselves alone and completely isolated either by the amount of tasks or the amount of demands.
What woman never walked a little faster because she thought she was being followed? Which one has never faced harassment without even being able to expose the case already knowing that there would be no chance of recognition, which woman has never looked in the mirror and sworn she will go without eating to lose the 5 kilos that her husband criticized? What mother didn't infinitely wish to sleep before midnight...
How many and how many times do we have to get up and try, continue, follow, even after a no, an offense, a discredit. How many times have you cried in the bathroom for no one to see?
It is intriguing the way we are questioned, charged and most (if not all) of the time judged. But we must follow.
I know that the complaints and claims we receive are often more dependent on third parties than you.
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What I would like to leave today is that even if it seems or appears something unbearable, it will pass. And may you have the maturity to be broken in half and not fight back. Be true to your essence and don't give up what sets you apart from others. I've heard that those who have a good heart end up suffering a lot, but it's always good to remember that it's our good heart that makes us fly high.
Don't forget that you are the one who makes 48 hours fit into 24 hours of a day. You are special like all of us.
May this embrace of mine untie some knots, and even if not, prevent them from being created.
