I had three children with me, not counting the yet unborn baby. My daughter Anile is 15, another daughter, Daniela, is 12, my son Ivan is 5. I raise them by myself. I have a brother in Colombia, we do not keep in touch, and an eldest daughter. She is 22 years old and two years ago she moved there from the capital of Venezuela, Caracas, where she studied business administration at university. She paid for the studies herself, she is an independent girl. Alas, her education at home was not very much in demand, and, having left for Colombia, she had to make a living by selling stuff on the streets. And when the quarantine began, my daughter started cleaning apartments and walking dogs.
Since the day of our emergency move, my younger ones have hardly spoken to me. They had to leave school, they have no friends, no familiar environment. They weren’t ready for such a drastic change, but I’m not angry with them, I know they are teenagers. Children say: “It’s your fault, it’s your pregnancy again.”
They are right, pregnancy has indeed become a decisive factor. In Venezuela, I could not get decent affordable medical care. In eight months, I was able to undergo only one examination, despite the fact that the safety of the fetus was threatened due to a genital infection, which I got from the child’s father. Several months of horrible burning, but it was not possible to treat it in Venezuela — it is insanely expensive. Thank God, now everything is back to normal.
Like I said, we lived an hour and a half walk from the city, we have not had public transport there for four years. Once I had to return home at night. Tired and frightened by the prospect of a lonely night walk, I agreed to get in a car when a stranger offered me a ride. I believed him. Halfway through, he pulled over and raped me. I didn’t take contraceptives because I had no partner, I’ve been alone for a while. It was my fault, yes. After I realized that I was pregnant, I found this guy and informed him of the consequences. He said that he did not understand what it was all about and had nothing to do with that child.