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You were the storm that hit me and left a disaster inside me. How could I have been so stupid? How couldn\u2019t I see that my life was too perfect to be true? I should have known better than that. I should have known it was a lie.<\/p>\n
Dios, eras irresistible. Me enamor\u00e9 de ti en cuanto te vi. Para m\u00ed, fue definitivamente amor a primera vista. Nunca habr\u00eda pensado que eras una persona completamente diferente de lo que yo cre\u00eda. Habr\u00eda hecho literalmente cualquier cosa por ti, no s\u00f3lo porque pensaba que t\u00fa har\u00edas lo mismo por m\u00ed, sino porque te quer\u00eda de verdad y sinceramente.<\/p>\n
Y lo m\u00e1s triste es que lo sab\u00edas y eso hizo que tu juego fuera a\u00fan m\u00e1s f\u00e1cil de jugar.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n After the idyllic life and things which were too good to be true, my life started to change. Things weren\u2019t as bright as before, my food didn\u2019t taste as good and the top of the world turned to be very low, going even lower.<\/p>\n Por fin mostr\u00f3 qui\u00e9n era realmente.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n I guess no one can pretend to be something they are not for so long. Masks fall and faces are revealed. It happened to him, too. He couldn\u2019t pretend to be something he was not; it drove him crazy, and it went against everything he believed in. Maybe it\u2019s not even his fault entirely because his mind was sick. He didn\u2019t know to differ right from wrong or on the other hand, he just didn\u2019t care because he was a selfish, emotion-thirsty vampire\u2014which was more likely to be the case.<\/p>\n Estos juegos manipuladores suyos me destruyeron. Estos astutos planes para capturarme en su realidad me convirtieron para siempre en su prisionera.<\/strong> <\/em><\/p>\n Me hizo creer en cosas que no eran ciertas.<\/strong> <\/em>He completely took control over my life and never asked me a goddamn thing. I felt like a was a prop in a show lying in a dark box until someone opened the box to use the prop and put it back when they were done. This is exactly how I felt and when I wanted to say something, when I wanted to rebel against being kept in a box, he made me believe I was out in the open the whole time. But, why do I remember only the darkness around me? Was I crazy? I mean deep inside I knew I wasn\u2019t, but there was no other explanation, so I began to think I am and I couldn\u2019t trust myself anymore. He took control over me completely. He broke me and made me doubt myself. This was his strongest manipulation\u2014the one that made everything else a piece of cake.<\/p>\n \u00c9l intent\u00f3 cambiarme<\/a> y lo consigui\u00f3.<\/em> <\/strong>By his side, I turned into someone I didn\u2019t recognize. I knew it was me, but yet there was no sign of me. When I looked in the mirror, I saw my reflection and I didn\u2019t recognize the face that was staring at me with no expression on its face. I couldn\u2019t recognize those weary, sad eyes that were looking at me. I never saw a face that was so worn out at such a very young age. It was like I was looking at an old lady who gave everything to the world and is ready to move on to the next one.<\/p>\n Me echaba la culpa cada vez que algo iba mal.<\/strong><\/em> Even when he fucked up, he blamed me. One day when he came home from work, he was so pissed. I didn\u2019t want to ask him anything and I hid in my room because I was too afraid to be by his side. I knew that this would somehow backfire on me. And I was right. He had problems at work and he came after me because I was the one who had fucked him up before work. I was the one who had gotten on his nerves so he was unable to concentrate. It was all my fault and then the insults came falling at me like a sharp, cold rain in a winter storm. No one can take that much humiliation and emotional abuse.<\/p>\n Me apart\u00f3 del mundo<\/strong> <\/em>because he was too afraid that the world will open my eyes. He was too afraid that the world will take his victim from him. He convinced me that everyone around me wanted to hurt me and he was the only one who will keep me safe. It wasn\u2019t hard to manipulate me after he made me believe I\u2019m crazy and don\u2019t deserve anything. At that point, I was grateful I had him because who would love someone like me? At that point, he made me believe he was my savior and he kept me away from everybody because he knew I will wake up from the nightmare he directed.<\/p>\n
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