Cristian’s Story
I didn’t grow up with my parents [in Ecuador]. I used to hate them for a long time. When I was three months old, my father came to [the United States]. And he never came back [to Ecuador].
I didn’t [actually meet] my dad until I was 16. When I was a kid, I used to see him in pictures. I grew up very insecure. The day I met him, I didn’t have any reaction. I didn’t know what to say, what to do. But it affected me my whole life, the fact I didn’t grow up with him.
[When I was 6-years-old] I saw my mom having sex with another guy. So that was an image I couldn’t erase in my mind. She was having an affair. I used to hate her so much. My parents eventually got divorced and made their own separate families.
So I was like growing up alone. No mom. No dad. And I found refuge in all these bad things, addictions, trying to fill something. [Since] I lived with my grandfather, I had a lot of freedom. I became an alcoholic and a drug addict.
It was very easy to connect [with others] when they’re doing the same thing. I used to sleep with many, many women. All the relationships I had failed because I was living a life of addictions. I couldn’t have a stable relationship. So all of those things were giving me some sort of ecstasy in the moment.