If we are talking about absurd ideas, I confess to be an inveterate collector, since I always look for the difficult side of everyday things, as a challenge to my own abilities.

Wanting to be or achieve what others tell me I can't, is for me, enough motivation to try to do it, and show me, how far I am capable of going for what I want.

Today I must confess that I defy nature and my genetic condition by insisting on being left-handed.

Since I was a child, I was amazed by those who dominated their left hand in such a way that it was the one they used for everything.

Even going a little further and mastering both hands was a great idea, although my mother and brother saw it as one more of my crazy ideas.

But their thoughts and conceptions of how life and the world should be, have always been of no concern to me, so whenever I could, I did things with my left hand.

That's how I learned to comb my hair, brush my teeth and even eat with my non-dominant hand.

And although there was always someone who criticized my "inventions", I had dad who said in my defense "leave her alone, she is still doing what she should do".

Some time later, a friend explained to me how complicated it was to be left-handed in a predominantly right-handed world, and how many difficulties they had to face in many aspects of their lives because they were left-handed.

Such a confession, instead of making me give up, seemed to light a fuse that to this day has not been extinguished (nor do I wish it to be). Since then, 25 years have passed.

It was at that time, when I set my goal of being left-handed to write, and many of the other things I could do without any problem with either hand, but I forced myself to use my left hand more, to get into the habit.

At the beginning it was hard, and it bothered me to see how my handwriting pretended to be worse than that of a child in kindergarten.

However, I insisted every time I could, and so that no one would notice, I practiced in my free time, or when I was alone.

Being lft-handed was for me (and still is) a way to transgress the order without being penalized, as well as a wonderful brain stimulation.

At the age of 23, as a result of the work stress that I lived for a year, and that led me to suffer from anorexia nervosa, I developed a hernia in the cervical area of my spine, which reduced the mobility of my right hand.

I spent almost 3 years with this condition, which was relieved with therapies and painkillers, until I managed to have surgery and remove the hernia.

During that time, the pain sometimes meant that I had to do many of the normal things with my left hand, but thanks to my determination, it was not difficult for me to adapt to that.

So it was that life proved me right in the face of the detractors of my "inventions" as a child.

Now I can proudly say that I am ambidextrous, and my ability to handle my hands doing different activities, leaves more than one perplexed.

Si de ideas absurdas se trata, me confieso una coleccionista empedernida, ya que siempre le busco el lado difícil a las cosas cotidianas, como un reto a mis propias capacidades.

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Y la tuve que usar...

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Este relato es mi participación en el #retodecreaciondecontenido propuesto por @lunaticanto

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