Stolen and Back
The Argentinian justice.
First of all, I want make it clear that I am Argentine, that’s why I can say this things.
Well, it looks like I’m posting to say “Sorry for not posting”. The thing is that the worst thing that could happen to me just already happened (but the good news is that it’s over). Long story short, I was kicked out from my parents house just beceause “I think different”. I loved my parents (and I still do) despite they wanted me to be quiet, obedient, delicated, submissive only for being a woman. They kicked me out with NOTHING to take with me (just a little of my clothes), thank God my fiance let me live in his house. It took almost a hole year to have all my things back. The first night I went to the police and told them my situation, one of them said:
-You are 26, screw you!
10 months between papers and papers and papers, only to have the rest of my clothes, my books, my documents, my longboard and my graphic design tablet back (yes, justice is that stupid).
I’m still professor and philosophic anthropology instructor, but my profession can’t describe how crazy life can be.
I’m better now, I’m living with my fiance and all my projects are rising. Now I can draw again.
I love you guys
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