Welcome everyone! 😎 Bienvenidos todos y todas Al show del MINCHIBOY...📹👀👽 Wondering WTF IS THIS?! 🆗 K.O🥊 Get ready for the Next Battle🖖🏽💣🏴‍☠️ I am Who I am... You are whaaaaaaat? Firmado por XxX ZzZ xXx PLEASE, wake up, we need more Angels and gods upstairs...🔮📲🛸 Entiendes? O tengo que traducirlo todo?! OMG!¡!¡! Minchi is fighting alone💣 A la la la la long 🦁 🎶🇯🇲🆚🇮🇨

For the last 17 years, I’ve felt a voice inside me that needed to speak.I never knew exactly what it was, only that something needed to be said, to be shared. Over the years, I accomplished many things. But I also went through deep hardships and carried a weight much heavier than I should have, while forcing myself to continue, to live, to enjoy. Many times, I fell to the ground. Each time, I did my best to rise, and I did. Last year, however, I didn’t just fall.I was flattened. Every day, I put on a mask and smiled at people and clients, while something inside me was tearing me apart. I am trying to get back on my feet, but I’m not there yet. Among all the tears, the cries, and the loneliness, there were always moments when I fought. Moments I am proud of, even if it was hard to acknowledge them, as the sadness was so overwhelming. I am opening this door because I don’t want to carry this alone anymore. If this resonates with you, then this space is for you.

Two years ago, I walked the Camino De Santiago. During that walk, beautiful encounters happened. You know that feeling, when you meet someone and it feels like it was meant to be? Sometimes I still wonder how God arranged everything so that all those people were walking the same path, at the same time, as I was. Five days of hardship.Long hills.Tired legs.And many tears. The tears were not from sadness — they were from pain. My body ached so much. Many times, I wondered if I would finish the walk. I hesitated. I cried. I was in pain. And I was carrying a heavy backpack, just like I had been carrying too much alone in my life. I had been carrying more than I could handle by myself. It’s incredible how the Camino mirrors life. In the end, I made it. I reached Santiago. This time, I cried from joy. I was proud. I was full of joy. On my last day of walking, I received a message: “Do it, and I am with you every step of the way.” I kept repeating that sentence during my final steps.I was praying, and then something shifted. The prayer began to change, as if something divine was speaking through me: "Do it. And I am with you every step of the way"