{"id":12858,"date":"2018-01-22T07:48:26","date_gmt":"2018-01-22T07:48:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/herway.net\/?p=12858"},"modified":"2021-08-12T12:05:32","modified_gmt":"2021-08-12T12:05:32","slug":"nunca-lo-suficientemente-fuerte-decir","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/nunca-lo-suficientemente-fuerte-decir\/","title":{"rendered":"Nunca antes tuve la fuerza suficiente para decir esto"},"content":{"rendered":"

Cuando est\u00e1bamos juntos, me aterrorizaba abrir mi mente, decirte lo que sent\u00eda. Lo escond\u00eda todo bajo la lengua, embotellado<\/a>. The lid on the jar so tight, unable to be opened. For seven months I did this. For seven months, I hid how I felt, what I wanted to say, and who I was deep inside. I didn’t have enough fire in my soul, enough strength in my throat, enough bravery in my heart. <\/span>Y lo triste es que, en cuanto afloj\u00e9 mi agarre, en cuanto te vi caer entre las yemas de mis dedos, encontr\u00e9 todo lo que necesitaba para decirte lo que sent\u00eda. <\/b>Everything\u2014the strength, bravery, fire\u2014it all seemed <\/span>de las enredaderas de mi coraz\u00f3n y envolver mi alma. <\/b>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Y esto, esto es todo lo que ten\u00eda miedo de decirte. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Te lo di todo. Te di mi dinero, mi tiempo, mis hombros para llorar, mi apoyo. Todo lo que necesitabas, me asegur\u00e9 de ponerlo en tus codiciosas manos. Escuch\u00e9 cada palabra que dijiste, enviando flechas a mi coraz\u00f3n. Te dej\u00e9 arrasar mis problemas con los tuyos. <\/span>Puse todo detr\u00e1s de ti, coloc\u00e1ndote primero en la carrera.<\/b><\/p>\n

Te dej\u00e9 despotricar y quejarte, contarme todos tus problemas e intentar ayudarte a solucionarlos. Pero a pesar de todo, lo \u00fanico que quer\u00eda era gritarte. Gritar que <\/span>cada problema que tuviste, lo creaste de las cenizas de tus incendios forestales. Prendiste fuego a todo lo bello de tu vida, y luego encontraste a otro a quien se\u00f1alar con el dedo.<\/b> Todas las peleas con tus padres se debieron a que decidiste desobedecerles y luego te enfadaste cuando aparecieron las consecuencias. Creabas problemas de la nada, una magia que era tu especialidad. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

You never listened to what I told you. At the beginning, I decided to open my book to you, to tell you my problems, to list in great detail what made me so broken. And you just told me everything was fine and that I shouldn’t be so hurt by those things. <\/span>Me dijiste que si estaba rota, me arreglar\u00edas y me har\u00edas perfecta de nuevo. <\/b><\/p>\n

Me hiciste sentir que algo andaba mal<\/a> conmigo porque ten\u00eda problemas. Problemas de todo tipo. Y en lugar de amarme como se supone que debe hacer una pareja, trataste de cambiarme, de convertirme en una mu\u00f1eca perfecta. <\/span>Intentaste reparar todo lo destruido dentro de m\u00ed, pero lo \u00fanico que hiciste fue plantar una peque\u00f1a semilla de resentimiento en mi coraz\u00f3n que crec\u00eda cada d\u00eda. <\/b>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

When we first got together, you told me you were always the one who was left. That you were cheated on, lied to, manipulated. And for a little, I decided to take your word for it. You seemed like such a nice guy, treating me with respect, listening when I told you no, always one to try to hug all my broken parts back together. But soon, I found out you weren’t the one cheated on\u2014you were the backstabbing, greedy, attention-seeking man. You were never happy with one girl\u2014you needed as many of them attached to your arms as you could get. <\/span>Nos tratabas como si fu\u00e9ramos premios que ganar, no seres humanos con sentimientos o coraz\u00f3n.<\/b> Besaste a otras chicas, flirteaste con ellas, las invitaste a salir, las escondiste de m\u00ed. Ni una sola vez lo dijiste en serio cuando me dijiste que yo era la \u00fanica para ti. <\/span><\/p>\n

And when I found out there was another girl, you turned it against your parents. Blaming them, saying they told you to kiss other girls. Saying you didn’t know it was cheating because you were told it was okay. But you knew, from the very start, we were exclusive. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Me heriste de formas que nadie m\u00e1s lo ha hecho. Y constantemente pon\u00edas excusas por ello, culpando a otros, nunca asumiendo la responsabilidad de tus errores. Me hac\u00edas sentir como si fuera una novia loca y me dec\u00edas que lo estaba exagerando todo. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Me rompiste<\/a>...y luego le dijiste a todos que yo te quebr\u00e9. Y que yo era el malo, el villano que necesitaba una sentencia de muerte. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00c9rase una vez, pens\u00e9 que te amaba. Pens\u00e9 que eras un buen hombre, tratando de ayudarme. <\/span>But in the end, I knew I never loved you. I just didn’t want to be alone. <\/b>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Y t\u00fa tampoco me quisiste nunca. <\/span>S\u00f3lo quer\u00edas un pe\u00f3n con el que jugar, hasta que encontraras algo mejor.<\/b> And all I can say now is I have all of this pent-up anger inside, ready to explode, that I have to conceal, so I don’t hurt those I love. I am a volcano ready to erupt, to unleash all the destruction inside my head upon the world. <\/span>Me diste ira y odio.<\/b> Y por mucho que intente perdonarte u olvidar todo lo que hiciste, a\u00fan tengo las cicatrices en mi coraz\u00f3n. Todav\u00eda tengo todas las toxinas en mi mente que dejaste. Todas las malas hierbas y las flores muertas. Cosas que no puedo quitar pero que tengo que dejar a un lado, en el fondo de una jaula, y esperar que alg\u00fan d\u00eda pueda limpiar el desv\u00e1n de mi coraz\u00f3n y liberarme de ti. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I was never strong enough before to tell you, but God knows I’m strong enough now. <\/span>You don’t deserve me.<\/b> You don’t deserve a girl who would break her back trying to give you everything you desire. You don\u2019t deserve a girl who is kind to you even when all she wants to do is yell. You do not deserve me or my love. You never did and you never will. <\/span>Me merezco algo mucho mejor que t\u00fa, y me merezco un hombre que me quiera, s\u00f3lo a m\u00ed, y me lo diga. <\/b>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Antes quer\u00eda darte las gracias por darme el fuego dentro del alma, pero luego recuerdo que el oc\u00e9ano nunca me dio la capacidad de nadar, me la di yo mismo.<\/b> And from the pain, I\u2019ve created my fire; I\u2019ve created my strength; I\u2019ve created my will to do anything and to fight for what I know I deserve. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

No te dar\u00e9 las gracias por hacerme da\u00f1o. No te agradecer\u00e9 nada de lo que hiciste por m\u00ed. Porque al final, todo lo que dijiste que hiciste por m\u00ed, en realidad s\u00f3lo lo hiciste por ti. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

by\u00a0Kaitlynn Schrock<\/strong><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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