I've been reflecting a lot on the topic of patriotism lately. Perhaps because living outside my country makes one face that uncomfortable question more directly: do I really love my homeland? Do I feel patriotic?

I'm Cuban, and I'm proud of it. Proud of my people, of our history, of our music, of that unique blend of wit, resilience, and humor that we carry within us. But, honestly, I don't feel patriotic. I wouldn't fight for Cuba under the communist regime that governs it. I wouldn't lift a finger to defend that rotten structure that has only brought misery, control, and pain. I don't believe in that country as an institution, even though I love its essence and its people. Perhaps living and being born under a totalitarian regime kills the patriotism within people?

And now that I live in Brazil, I don't feel Brazilian either. I'm deeply grateful for the opportunity to be here, to work, and to provide a future for my family. But patriotism doesn't just appear when you cross a border. I'm not moved by the flag, nor do I feel proud when the national team plays. I feel like a respectful guest, but not part of something that deeply represents me.

I realize there's a difference between loving your culture and being a patriot. You can love your country and at the same time refuse to defend the system that corrupts it. You can value your roots without wanting to die for a flag.

That's why I'd like to open a survey, a conversation: Do you feel patriotic? Do you love your country, its people, its culture? Are you proud of where you come from? Would you defend your nation no matter what, or does your love have limits when what it represents is corrupted?

I'm sure I'm not the only one experiencing this paradox.