2026-10-04 16:26 UTC
which is why when almost 20 years later i wanted to come back to the city of my birth to see what the hype was all about (by way of transferring from UPR to NYU, mind you), the only way my mother would support it was to SWEAR I WOULD NOT GET A JOB SEWING CLOTHES.
my mother did try to be reasonable and teach me to sew, by the way. but as the clumsy child i was, i ended up with a Singer needle impaling one of my fingers. she used that as an excuse to make me sew by hand, mostly…
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@blogdiva@mastodon.social 2026-10-04 16:32
i guess she thought, if she kept me busy sewing by hand instead of machine, i wouldn’t develop the skills to end in a sweatshop. and she was right. i didn't. fast forward to 2014. my life fell apart after my divorce but one good to come out of it was my ADHD diagnosis, and getting the proper Rx to treat it. that year, almost a decade of “depression” was gone and i was feeling like a new person. who was also broke. and also wanted quality time with her mom. so i tiptoed around the subject…