After much insistence, my great friend has convinced me to join Blurt. I'm not one of those interesting people who always have something good to say but I can try to express my opinion about many things here, I'm also not one of those who like to take selfies but I could share photos of places I visit.

I have good expectations here, I hope to fit in well because one of the things my friend told me is that there is freedom of expression here, I like that, a place where I can say what I think without fear of being censored.

I am a mother, criticized for being "overprotective", a lover of music and of what is different, criticized for not doing or liking what everyone likes and finds fun, my fun and interests are other than for others they are simply boring, but I believe that each person should respect the interests of others.

Since I can remember, I remember that it has been difficult to make myself understood, when you are little that does not matter much but when you grow up everything changes, then my struggle to make myself understood began, it is difficult to the point that sometimes I do not follow the fight. Sometimes I think I am from another world and I try to see things in the best way but other times I am sad to feel that I have a silent voice that seems to be a zero to the left.

I have come to think that maybe I am autistic, because the truth is that noises bother me and I don't laugh at what everyone makes them laugh at and on the contrary there are things that do make me laugh but they tell me it's stupid, maybe someday find out if I'm a freak or more normal than I think.

I was always the best in my classes. My parents were very demanding, if my grades were less than 18 on a scale up to 20 I was punished (that didn't happen often) I liked to study. When high school arrived, everyone was happy to receive their degree but I received it as a normal paper that my parents wanted from me, it was not something euphoric for me, I have won medals and awards and I keep them because they say I should keep them but they are not things that fill me with joy like other people.

At the university everyone was happy about graduation and taking photos with their cap and gown, I just wanted them to give me the degree to give it to my mother, the gown made me very hot, I only took some photos and my mother was upset because I couldn't stand it and took off my robe as soon as they gave me the graduation title, so most of the photos of my graduation were without a robe.

Life as a couple, you can imagine, is normally difficult, but if I'm not supposed to make myself understood, (said by my husband) then everything gets complicated. As a mother, sometimes I feel that I speak another language or that my voice has no sound, I speak and it seems that they do not understand what I say, although at the end of it all, it seems that they do understand some of my words a little.