It used to hurt my feelings when my family and friends doubted me or put me down.

And I mean I used to quickly go into the bathroom, cry and then come back out smiling and say “sorry, was doing a number 2 😔”


Now it seems I either love hearing it, or get both irritated & shocked that they’re still trying to keep me in a box.


I don’t talk to a lot of them anymore, I’ll make a guest appearance every holiday though, I love me some Honduran tamales.