Una carta a mi mejor amiga que me ayudó a superar mi ruptura

Querida Bestie,

I’ve never once doubted our friendship. This might sound cheesy, but since the day I met you, I knew you’d make a difference in my life and become someone special for me.

This really was and still is the truth. Through all these years, you’ve been my partner in crime, my other half, and my family. You’ve become mi persona.

And that is something I could never thank you enough for. During all this time, you’ve done more than anyone has ever done for me – no exaggerating.

However, the thing that showed me I could count on you for as long as I breathe was my heartbreak. The heartbreak I didn’t go through alone, the heartbreak you went through with me, as if it was happening to you.

No, I won’t be talking about the pain I experienced. I won’t be talking about the trauma and scars all of that left on me.

¿Sabes por qué? Porque this isn’t about me, it’s about you.

The truth is that I’m not much of a writer, but I just want to say thank you. Thank you for not letting me fight my demons alone and for never abandoning me.

Gracias por aguantarme. Por no perder los nervios cuando estaba enfadada, histérica e insoportable. Por no perder la paciencia y no mandarme al infierno, incluso cuando me lo merecía.

Gracias por escucharme siempre. For always being there, for never telling me that I’m boring you with my endless stories you’ve heard a thousand times, and never being too busy to hear me out.

Gracias por coger el teléfono en mitad de la noche y aparecer en mi puerta cada vez que te necesitaba. Por cuidar de mí como si fuera un niño y por no permitir que me perdiera nunca de vista.

Gracias por ser tan comprensivo y compasivo.. Por comprender mi dolor y por no permitir que me comiera viva.

Gracias por no juzgarme. Por no culparme por cómo me sentía.

Por darte cuenta de que necesitaba tiempo para recuperarme. Por no pensar que era una lunática por actuar como lo hice.

Thank you for holding my hand and wiping all of my tears. For staying with me all those times I was afraid to sleep alone and for living my life instead of me when I wasn’t capable of functioning.

Gracias por ser a veces media...duro y brutal. Por quitarme las gafas de sol de color de rosa y abrirme los ojos.

Por todas esas veces que me hiciste afrontar la dolorosa verdad que me negaba a aceptar. Por no haberme mentido nunca para hacerme sentir mejor.

For telling me all the things I didn’t want to hear, only because they were for my own good. For all the times I hated you when I should have been grateful for your honesty.

Thank you for never giving up on me. Thank you for healing me, because I wouldn’t have made it without you.

Sin embargo, I also want to tell you that I’m sorry.

Lo siento por poner a mi ex primero mientras estábamos en una relación. Lo siento por no darte suficiente de mi amor y atención.

Siento haber estado ciego en todas esas situaciones en las que intentaste decirme que no servía para nada. 

For not believing you and your judgments, despite knowing that you always want what’s best for me.  

Lo siento por ser egoísta. Por no pensar en tus necesidades, mientras estaba en un momento de angustia.

For spending all those months in my personal agony, without once asking you how you’ve been. Without understanding that you have a life outside of my friendship and for not wondering if you ever needed me during that time.

I’m siento no ser el amigo que te mereces.

I know that I could never repay you for all you’ve done for me. I only hope that you know that I would be lost without you.

Sólo espero que sepas que me inspirasque sepas cuánto te quiero y cuánto significas para mí. Y espero que aprendas de mis errores, para nunca repetirlos.