Life changes constantly. We are made up of opposing forces that resist, fight, and assimilate. Between us and the others, there is always a struggle, a construction that is not always elegant, nor always peaceful, which shows us other deviations and other paths. Sometimes we are taken to extremes that shape us, and the act of resisting resides in maintaining our essence as we grow and learn, with the Other and with everything we find within us. To resist is to win, whatever happens between the turmoil, between everything that propelled us forward.