Dulcinea's letter to Sancho

Dulcinea's letter to Sancho

Dear Sancho:

　　　　　Ever since Don Quixote died, I have been thinking of him and how he had been affected my life before his death. I know you are the closest friend of Don Quixote’s, so I am writing this letter to share his glorious deeds and remind you how great man he was.
Before I met Don Quixote, I always believed that all men were fundamentally the same like a pair of arms. They seemed like they were all animals and beasts that were full of lusts because whenever a man knocked on my door, they were always expecting to have a physical relationship with me rather than a serious sentimental relationship. Putting their money in my hand was enough for me because I was nothing but an ignoble strumpet who men use to satiate their lusts and forget me the next day. Therefore, when Don Quixote treated me as his lady, I had difficulties accepting myself as a woman who can be loved by someone emotionally.
I still remember the day when you and Don Quixote came to the inn. As soon as Don Quixote’s eyes and my eyes met, he averted his eyes and told me that he could not look at my eyes lest he could be blinded by my beauty. He renamed me as Dulcinea which means “sweetness” and called me “my lady.” To be honest, until that time, I thought he was not different from any other men who tried to flatter me in order to go to bed with them. However, on the day that you recited the letter Don Quixote wrote to me, I somewhat started to open my mind toward him. Do you still remember the day that we fought against Pedro and muleteers? When Don Quixote fought with Pedro for not respecting my dignity, I was very touched. I suppose it was the day that I first noticed that Quixote is a little different from other men. With his love and dreams of possibilities, I totally opened my mind and thought, for the first time in my life, that I could be treated as a human being.
Nonetheless, these hopes did not last long. When muleteers were beating me, I...