I noticed that most of you are Mexican Americans, so you don’t know the hell of living in Mexico and being constantly afraid of the drug cartels.
In America you guys can go out and come back at 3 am, 4 am, while here, even adults are afraid of driving after midnight, afraid of being kidnapped, or afraid of being in the middle of a shooting. I, as a teen, hate this. We (teens) can’t go out, when we hang out we have to stay and leave in the morning or hang out early. I hate this. Also it sucks to stop going to some cool places because the Narcos like to go, or because someone was killed there.
Also, people that own business are continuously threatened by drug cartels. If the drug cartels notice that your business is running good, they tell you “Okay, so this is the deal, you pay the monthly fee or we kill you, and your family”
In politics the cartels also have a strong position. El Chapo financed the political campaign of the actual president, so, who´s on our side? We can’t go to the police, they are also involved with them. We only have ourselves.
So please, stop acting as if el Chapo is a good man. He is not. He killed people, he’s part of the cancer that is destroying our beautiful country.
I am Mexican American and I feel for you. I don’t know what it actually feels like to live there but whenever me and my family go to Mexico my tios from Mexico have to pay a fee so the cartels don’t hurt us. I’m really sorry that you have to live this way. Saludos de California! Cuídate mucho!💖
I stopped going to Nayarit for this same reason, the last time we went was for semana santa in 2011. Five of my primas and I walked around the plazita eating our raspados and apparently we caught the attention of some guys that were affiliated. The next day we were supposed have a comida…but our mom’s made us leave to Guadalajara with one of our Tias because someone heard those guys were going to show up looking for us and you can’t say no to them, my tia that lives there said “siempre se salen con la suya”. We weren’t even able to celebrate with our families ya’ll. But keep glorifying those Narcos and their men, while they low key rape and take advantage of innocent women.
"10 pieces of advice to give yourself at the age of 20"
At the age of 11, you learned that perfection does not always mean a flat tummy and a thigh gap. Go on and eat that second piece of cookie that you crave so much.
At the age of 12, you learned that just because you call her “mom” and him as “dad,” it doesn’t mean they inherently know how to be that. Also, suicide poison is not the cure for everything, it’s not a cure at all.
At the age of 13, you learned the difference between giving up and taking a rest. You might have given it your all but not make it. Remember to disregard everything that comes after but.
At the age of 14, you learned that standing up for everyone else does not mean that all of them will stand up for you when you need someone. Not one of them would be the first one to defend you, that spot is reserved for your name.
At the age of 15, you learned that people rarely mean what they say even if as a writer, you deem each and every word important. Learn to know the voices that speak sincerity and the voices that are just trying to get into your pants.
At the age of 16, you learned that letting go of people that only brings toxicity in your life is never a crime. Thinking about your own peace of mind does not make you selfish. Neither does placing yourself above that last number on your priority list.
At the age of 17,you learned that giving yourself to everyone willing could only lead to one thing: your own’s deterioration. Dear, you are more precious than someone who can’t even look into your eyes in the morning.
At the age of 18, you learned that loving and accepting yourself are two different things. Placing yourself in situations you are well aware of your self distraction is never loving yourself.
At the age of 19, you learned that lovers are not the only ones that can break your heart. People stay and go for a reason. Remember to treasure the rightful ones that life allowed to stay.
You’re 20 nowand life has never been what you expected and planned it to be and that’s possibly the greatest thing that can happen into your life. You’re a writer but life writes with you, know when to let it leave significant marks and know when your own pen should be the one doing so.
