Te di más de lo que merecías, ahora es el momento de ponerme a mí primero

¿Cómo pudiste no ver lo mucho que me esforzaba por ti? ¿Cómo pudiste permanecer indiferente a las cosas que hice por ti? ¿Cómo pudiste ponerme en último lugar cuando todo lo que hice fue ponerte en primer lugar?

¿Cómo no viste que eras todo lo que yo quería?

For so long I was dying just to make you happy. Now when I look back I see that there isn’t a thing I wouldn’t have done, a thing I didn’t do, just to make you satisfied.

Siempre estuve ahí para ti.

I was your 2am and your 2pm call. I was the one who’d always answer your calls even if you ignored all of mine, I was always the one to respond immediately to your text even if you left me on read.

Siempre fuiste lo primero, antes que yo, antes que nadie.

It was always about what you needed. Other people’s needs were never relevant. You expected me to show up each time you needed me and, as silly as I was, I would drop everything and run to save you. What mattered was that you were okay, I’d make things work for me eventually, as long as you were happy.

Durante mucho tiempo me prendí fuego sólo para mantenerte caliente.

I neglected myself, my needs, I was an emotional wreck and I still gave you pieces of myself so you’d be whole.

Dicen que la forma en que te tratas a ti mismo marca la pauta para los demás. Y dejé claro que tú eras lo primero, incluso a costa de mi vida. Dios, estaba tan enamorada de ti, estaba tan cegada por mis sentimientos, que sentía que todo mi mundo giraba alrededor de una persona y esa persona eras tú.

Regardless of how many times you left, I’d always take you back with my arms wide-spread. Regardless of how much you hurt me, I’d always find a way to justify your actions. Regardless of how broken I was, I always found the strength to fight for you and save you. But only this far.

Me agoté. Me cansé. Acabé con las manos vacías. Te di literalmente todo de mí hasta que no me quedó nada.

This torture went on and on. This is exactly what happens to the good girls who don’t pay attention to whom they give their heart. They get broken. I got broken.

I just can’t do this anymore. I can’t pretend I’m fine when the love that should build me up just tears me down. I can’t keep giving myself to you and investing in us while, on the other side of the table, you do nothing. This isn’t how these things work.

I just want to be able to fall asleep when I close my eyes. I want all this to be a nightmare and when I wake up, I’ll wake up in a world where you love me back. I’ll wake up in a world where I’m not in love with the most selfish man in this world, I’ll wake up in a world in which my efforts will be seen, where I’ll be cherished and put first for a change. But I know I’m wide awake. I know that I need to stop dreaming that you’ll change and that my love will make you want to be a better man. You are who you are. That ship had sailed a long time ago.

You know, after a few days (perhaps even weeks) of radio silence and me ignoring my friend’s calls and messages, she showed up at my door and almost crushed it by banging on it. When I finally opened it, she asked me just one question: How long are you going to do this to yourself?

Una simple pregunta y sé que había muchas otras preguntas ocultas en ella. How long will I keep putting others first? How long will I keep falling for people I know I shouldn’t? How long will I keep treating others better than I treat myself? How long will I continue giving everything when I know I am not gonna get anything in return? How long will I let others keep breaking me over and over again?

She said: “You can’t keep pouring from an empty cup. Take care of yourself first.” And so I say enough is enough.

I’m done. I can’t do this anymore. I can’t keep giving my life and my best days to people who don’t appreciate it.

Te di más de lo que merecías and even that couldn’t make you feel grateful. Even that couldn’t make you want to be a better man. You don’t do good things, you’re addicted to pain and I’m finally ready to throw in the towel. The time has come for me to turn the tables and be selfish for a change.

Ha llegado el momento de anteponerme a mí mismo. Say what you like but now I know it’s not selfishness, it’s a necessity. I need to cut toxic people and parasites out of my life. I need to stop bending over backward for people who wouldn’t lift a finger for me. I need to stop being there for people who are never there for me. It’s time for me to leave you para hacer frente a su propio lío y salvarme a mí mismo.

Someone will do for me as much as I did for you. Someone will love me so unconditionally and so effortlessly like I loved you. Someone will appreciate everything I do for him. It’s time to admit that someone is not you and that I’ve just been wasting my time with you.

From now on, I’m done chasing love. I’m determined to love myself when you’re obviously not willing to do that. It’s time to admit you aren’t ready to take my hand, it’s time to put my hands in my pockets and continue walking on my own. It’s time to put myself first and stop feeling guilty for doing what’s best for me. And the best thing I can do now is walk away from you.