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until one fateful show, a man spotted me in my transformed state and extended an invitation.
a date followed, igniting a game where he became captivated by the drag queen, not glodier beneath the makeup. however, there came a point when i faced rejection in bahĂa blanca, leaving me disheartened.
i made the resolute decision to leave, once and for all. in pursuit of the identity i yearned to discover within myself, i embraced the persona of a travesti.
at the age of 22, i ventured to mar del plata, driven by a multitude of factors: to unveil, understand, and accept myself. i was incredibly confused. i bore a striking resemblance to her; i idolized her.
and i adopted the name analĂa. i felt liberated, free to express everything i desired.
i shed all constraints imposed by my parents, family, society, and my origins. in mar del plata, i was a stranger to everyone, which proved to be a liberating advantage. one night, i caught the eye of pablo forte, a clothing designer from buenos aires who worked for the program "muchdance" on muchmusic.
at that time, i danced and modeled, nurturing dreams of fame.
simultaneously, it demanded courage, for one wasn't necessarily with whom they desired. but i was immersed in a scene, the nightlife, the revelry, the affluence—it was truly substantial because i was affiliated with a prominent agency.
and i didn't… i mean, i did it without getting paid, it was like i was doing it….
it's because i had a childhood on stage, as a character, and i took advantage of generating a character. so, it didn't affect me. but for desire it was…. this is not an example either, that's why i always speak from my story, but at that time they injected silicone.
it wasn't something i wanted to show either because there was a matter of respect for my family: when i went to bahĂa blanca, i went as a neutral gender.
out of respect for my parents, i dismounted, put on something loose, tied my hair. and they saw me on television: i was on café fashion, i participated in a program on fm palermo.
i was already in a world, but they demanded that i put on breasts, that i be something more.
it wasn't really an apartment: it was an agency. and i was doing very well financially. i did it very sporadically because at that time i worked with a book. because you don't know what can happen to you no matter how much control you have.
especially when you work for an agency and have to go somewhere.
there are episodes that are really very strong, like sex in disability. but behind all that there is also love, which you are transmitting to a person so that they feel alive, real. but i had to work a lot on the rejection.
not only when i was gay but later, with travestism.
and it's very violent. no matter how much one goes forward, one suffers. i worked in public relations for nightclubs: ave porco, morocco, la diosa, el divino. it was a beautiful time, but i was always alone.
i always did my thing. some days. i wanted to go through the experience.
i was always very rebellious laughs. when the red zone was liberated, in palermo, i went through that experience. anyway, i didn't get to be on the street because it was a route of cars, cars and cars. from santa fe to the other side everyone went: i remember there were traffic jams.
the neighbors complained a lot because they had no life.
it was a terrible mess. i went to the other side. things happened, but they were taken care of because there were so many people, so many people. i stood 20 meters from a hotel: from the corner to the hotel, from the hotel to the corner.
it was like that.
there were some quickies, there were others that were more work. and meanwhile, i kept appearing on television. i didn't care about anything. that's why i tell you about rebellion. it was quite a protagonist. it accompanied me during the period. i started around the age of 23, in buenos aires.
apart from that, when you grow up the body starts to change.
a man, at 27, starts to get more square: the cheekbones, the face. and i looked in the mirror and i was no longer that beauty, that girl. aesthetically i was fine, but it wasn't what i intended. but they made sex difficult for me and it didn't suit me.
i didn't like it, it didn't serve me.
and i didn't leave when i left travestism: it took me much longer. i didn't have the support of a psychologist, a psychiatrist, or my family or anyone, because i started like a destruction towards myself. at that moment i felt that i punished myself.
and i am grateful that i listened to my fears because certain environments that are related to prostitution, the night, the street, are not so beautiful or so friendly.
that's why i went my own way and always consumed alone. and here comes the issue of the family, right? the respect for my parents, that not hurting them anymore.
that guilt. when i turned 30, i was going to celebrate them behind closed doors in a well-known nightclub.
it was the strongest moment i lived in my life. sorry i get emotional. it was very strong because they saw me transformed on television, but they didn't know that i was already living as a woman.
and when they told me they were coming, i almost died: it was facing. there i had the possibility of talking to them and telling them everything.
because they understood that it didn't matter what choice i made, but what i was like as a person.
i started crying badly. and in some way, they were telling you that everything was fine.
what happens is that it was all a job when i assumed homosexuality. it was ten years. that night, they were there with all my friends. and i went straight in and went into the kitchen.
already at 30 years old. i couldn't leave. i was always thinking about them. i told them that i prostituted myself, that i had taken drugs.