I grow up in a very Latin traditional family, I have two brothers, one is younger and the other one is older, I am the only girl of the family. My dad is a jeweler and my mom is a stay home mother. My mother always wanted to work and do something different but my dad never let her, my family always have been very male chauvinist. I grow up watching the frustration of my mom because she never could accomplish her dreams and witnessing the mistreatment of my father to my mother, that bothered me a lot but there was not too much that I could do. When I started becoming independent, always had the idea that I never wanted to live the same way my mom was living, I always had resentment towards my dad for the way my mom was suffering. I used to think
