A few years ago, everything in my life was very calm and could be considered normal. I was doing well in school; I played video games and was a happy kid. However, as I grew older, I began to feel that something wasn't quite right.

Before finishing school, I felt like I didn't have a clear direction, that I was still too immature for my age. But soon, I would discover how all of this was about to change for me.

After the pandemic, I realized that I needed to grow up, take on more responsibilities, and become someone ready to face all the challenges life would bring my way, whether they were good or bad.

For this reason, I decided to get closer to my parents. I must say that my relationship with them has always been good, but like any teenager, I was rebellious, and we had several tense moments in our relationship.

Everything would be fine, but after a short time, my mom began to get sick. It wasn't the first time; I think that's why I didn't worry much during the first few days. She had always been a very strong person and taught us that she could handle anything.