I just turned thirty, when my mother was my age she already had a two-year-old me and was divorced. Before that moment I never saw my mother as anything else than my mother. I realised that for the longest time I saw her as a role and not a woman. From there I parted to think about mother-daughter relationships and the complexity in them, the expectations and the contradictory needs of each other, especially in adolescence. The social context started naturally permeating the story and relationships revealing the reality of my country, Colombia, where a parade of unequal nocive dynamics dance in complete complicity within us—perpetuating them to become invisible and normal. The world of the film is my world and an open wrecking exploration about my own privilege.