Reflexiones, decisiones del cual no me arrepiento. | Reflections, decisions of which I do not regret.

VERSION EN ESPAÑOL.

Hola comunidad de @catarsis, soy nuevo por acá y gracias a las recomendaciones de mi curso de #hivedesdecero, me comenta que esta comunidad se dedica o se expresa las reflexiones y vivencias de los integrantes de esta comunidad.

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Ayer fue un día triste ya que mi hermana estaba de cumpleaños, pero tenemos casi 2 años que nos vemos ni hablamos, y veo su foto en mi sala junto a la de mi madre que ya ella partió a otro plano, ya que fue victima del COVID-19 estando en Perú con ella. Esta situación produjo una enorme perdida para mi aunque para mi fue doble, primero que se fueran del país en el año 2018 y luego la muerte de mi madre.

Ya al pasar 2 años de la muerte de mi madre, mi hermana regresa a Venezuela con su esposo y sus hijos, con el plan de actualizar pasaporte y claro antes de eso me pidió vivir conmigo mientras ella tenia alquilado su apartamento, el cual me negué ya que vivo con mi esposa eh hijo, y es que convivir con mi hermana no es fácil, y eso me lo expresaba mi madre cada vez que hablamos por videos llamadas, que se sentía la cachifa, que problema con ella, pero me da tristeza expresar esto por que mi madre la adoro pero ellas tenían esta dependencia y relación toxica.

En fin ella regresa de Perú, con el plan que ya les dije me entrega las cenizas de mi mama la cual la tengo en mi casa, que si el apartamento de mi mama que es el que habito con mi familia. Tuvimos varias conversaciones y aparentemente nuestra relación de hermano se mantenía tranquila amena ya que tanto mi esposa y yo, la ayudamos a que se adaptara a la forma como vivimos los venezolanos, ya que para un emigrante venezolano de entrada es difícil de concebir ya que esta adaptado a la forma de vivir del pais donde emigran.

Luego me informa que no esta de acuerdo con mi relación, que mi mujer proviene de las Tejerías un poblado aragüeño, que ha sido mencionado por la actividad delictiva, pero le comento que nosotros venimos de un barrio en cagua, en los años 90 fue mencionado por el programa mas amarillista de la prensa americana "Ocurrió así", como zona roja en Venezuela, pero es absurdo, pensar asi, en todas las clases sociales hay delincuente y gente decente que no lo son. Además me proponía solo a mi a emigrar a un sitio que no podía decirme, pero una vecina si sabia porque era su familia. Mucho misterios avecinaba, como me cuesta expresarme sobre ella pero es un nudo que tengo por ella, ya que después de entrar sin mi consentimiento al apartamento y es que le informo que no debe hacerlo, me decía que no porque eso es de mi mama, pero violaba mi privacidad. Ya ella alega que tenia pertenecía de ella procedí a entregárselo, donde empezó el problema, donde yo no podía me grabo como si fuera un extraño, antes esta situación decidí conciliar en la fiscalía, atreves de una situación, pero la fiscal no se presento. A la semana y media se marcho sin despedirse a España, donde actualmente reside, me tiene bloqueado de las redes pero me entero de ellos por familiares que tienen contacto con ella.

No me arrepiento de las decisiones que he tomado, porque estando acá en Venezuela le informe que no quería nada de ella sino su respeto por las decisiones tomada por mi, se que estoy viviendo mi proceso como hombre adulto que soy, donde tengo a mi lado a una gran mujer que es mi compañera, con sus matices porque nada es perfecto, un gran hijastro que admiro y me enorgullece, lo que esta viviendo como joven musico y estudiante del sistema de orquesta y ahora del conservatorio Simón Bolívar.

Solos les digo que a admiro a mi hermana y le tengo mucho amor, y que en la distancia que reciba un feliz cumpleaños y que estoy en paz conmigo mismo y que claro me quiero a mis mismo y corto o me aparto de las relaciones que me hacen daños aunque compartamos la misma sangre, ya el tiempo sanara las heridas y nos encontraremos y reconciliaremos, buenos amigos de esta comunidad nos leeremos la próxima vez.....

ENGLISH VERSION.

Hello @catarsis community, I'm new here and thanks to the recommendations of my course #hivedesdecero, tells me that this community is dedicated or expresses the reflections and experiences of the members of this community.

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Yesterday was a sad day since my sister was on her birthday, but we have almost 2 years that we do not see or speak, and I see her picture in my living room next to my mother's that she already left to another plane, since she was a victim of the COVID-19 being in Peru with her. This situation produced a huge loss for me although for me it was double, first that they left the country in 2018 and then the death of my mother.

Already 2 years after the death of my mother, my sister returns to Venezuela with her husband and children, with the plan to update passport and of course before that she asked me to live with me while she had rented her apartment, which I refused since I live with my wife and son, and is that living with my sister is not easy, and that is what my mother expressed to me every time we talked by video calls, that she felt the cachifa, what a problem with her, but I am sad to express this because my mother adore her but they had this dependence and toxic relationship.

Anyway, she came back from Peru, with the plan that I already told you, she gave me my mother's ashes which I have in my house, which is my mother's apartment which is the one I live in with my family. We had several conversations and apparently our brotherly relationship remained calm and pleasant since both my wife and I helped her to adapt to the way we Venezuelans live, since for a Venezuelan emigrant it is difficult to conceive since he is adapted to the way of living in the country where he emigrates.

Then he informed me that he does not agree with my relationship, that my wife comes from Las Tejerías, a town in Aragüeño, which has been mentioned for its criminal activity, but I told him that we come from a neighborhood in Cagua, which in the 90's was mentioned by the most yellowish program of the American press “Ocurrió así”, as a red zone in Venezuela, but it is absurd to think so, in all social classes there are delinquents and decent people who are not. Besides, he was proposing only me to emigrate to a place that he could not tell me, but a neighbor knew because it was his family. A lot of mysteries were coming, as it is hard for me to express myself about her but it is a knot that I have for her, because after entering without my consent to the apartment and I informed her that she should not do it, she said no because it belongs to my mother, but she violated my privacy. Already she alleges that I had belonged to her I proceeded to give it to her, where the problem began, where I could not record me as if I were a stranger, before this situation I decided to reconcile in the prosecutor's office, through a situation, but the prosecutor did not show up. A week and a half later she left without saying goodbye to Spain, where she currently resides, she has blocked me from the networks but I find out about them through relatives who have contact with her.

I do not regret the decisions I have taken, because being here in Venezuela I informed her that I did not want anything from her but her respect for the decisions taken by me, I know that I am living my process as an adult man that I am, where I have by my side a great woman who is my partner, with its nuances because nothing is perfect, a great stepson that I admire and I am proud of, what he is living as a young musician and student of the orchestra system and now of the Simon Bolivar conservatory.

I only tell you that I admire my sister and I have much love for her, and that in the distance I wish her a happy birthday and that I am at peace with myself and that of course I love myself and I cut or separate myself from relationships that hurt me even though we share the same blood, time will heal the wounds and we will meet and reconcile, good friends of this community we will read each other next time .....

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