Food.
When I was a child, and even until some time ago, I was afraid of onions. I didn't like them, people said I was crazy because they are good for you. I stayed away from them for a long time, not eating them when I had the chance. ' They make you cry, you can't resist ', my grandma always said. But I didn't like to cry, I hated crying, it showed weakness. My dad always said: ' You're gonna cry again... there we go, I can't tell you anything without you crying ', but I couldn't help it, I tried to talk, but my throat was blocked, my eyes started tearing up without me even realising I was already crying... Why was it?... We argued a lot. I couldn't talk to him, he didn't let me. He hurt me. I felt like he didn't want me to live my life... Then I left, I couldn't do it anymore, I could be calm. I had to work hard, professional training in the morning, the university in the afternoon, and night job teaching, even Saturday mornings, but ...