{"id":16838,"date":"2020-08-23T09:48:19","date_gmt":"2020-08-23T09:48:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/herway.net\/?p=16838"},"modified":"2021-08-11T10:33:21","modified_gmt":"2021-08-11T10:33:21","slug":"finalmente-acepte-que-no-eras-mas-que-una-dura-leccion","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/finalmente-acepte-que-no-eras-mas-que-una-dura-leccion\/","title":{"rendered":"Por fin he aceptado que no eras m\u00e1s que una dura lecci\u00f3n"},"content":{"rendered":"

Las lecciones m\u00e1s duras de la vida empiezan pac\u00edficamente, sin ning\u00fan signo de peligro. Por eso nunca te reconoc\u00ed como alguien t\u00f3xico.<\/p>\n

Eras lo m\u00e1s parecido a la perfecci\u00f3n cuando nos conocimos. Moviste monta\u00f1as y caminaste sobre el agua solo para hacerme feliz.<\/p>\n

Parec\u00eda que eras demasiado bueno para ser verdad y resulta que lo eras.<\/p>\n

That perfect beginning was just a tool you used to keep me under your command. You were nothing more than an emotional manipulator that I couldn\u2019t recognize until it was too late.<\/strong><\/p>\n

I guess that\u2019s why manipulaci\u00f3n emocional<\/a> is so powerful and destructive, as you don\u2019t know you are a victim.<\/p>\n

You think of it as something normal because you can\u2019t believe that someone would be capable of using your love against you.<\/p>\n

Ahora que miro hacia atr\u00e1s, puedo ver claramente el patr\u00f3n.<\/strong> Te aferraste a cada palabra que dije.<\/p>\n

\"mujer<\/p>\n

Me escuchabas con atenci\u00f3n y me sent\u00ed muy afortunada de tener a alguien a quien le importaba tanto que se interesaba por todos los aspectos de mi vida. No ten\u00eda ni idea de que las palabras eran tu arma preferida.<\/p>\n

Sab\u00edas c\u00f3mo tergiversar cada una de mis palabras para que te conviniera.<\/p>\n

Usar\u00edas palabras para provocar ese sentimiento de culpa en m\u00ed.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Every time I wanted some time for myself, when I wanted to hang out with my friends or go somewhere without you, you wouldn\u2019t say a word or you would act like that was OK with you and every time I had to pay my dues when I would come home because all I got from you was ignorance and the silent treatment.<\/p>\n

Unas semanas despu\u00e9s, cuando nos pele\u00e1bamos, me lo restregabas todo por la cara, dici\u00e9ndome que siempre eras el \u00faltimo y que todos los dem\u00e1s eran m\u00e1s importantes que yo.<\/p>\n

Poco a poco me fui distanciando de mis amigos sin darme cuenta.<\/strong> Quer\u00edas toda mi atenci\u00f3n.<\/p>\n

\"pareja<\/p>\n

You couldn\u2019t stand that I could have fun without you. However, when it came to you, the rules were different.<\/p>\n

Pod\u00edas salir cuando quisieras, donde quisieras.<\/p>\n

Llegabas tarde a casa oliendo a alcohol y aunque quisiera decir algo ser\u00eda in\u00fatil porque me callar\u00edas inmediatamente.<\/p>\n

Sab\u00edas exactamente qu\u00e9 decir y cu\u00e1ndo decirlo para hacerme sentir que yo era la culpable.<\/strong> No s\u00f3lo una vez, sino en todas las situaciones en las que hab\u00edamos estado.<\/p>\n

Eras tan bueno en hacerse la v\u00edctima<\/a> que incluso cuando hac\u00edas algo imperdonable acababa sintiendo pena por ti.<\/p>\n

Me sent\u00ed enjaulada. Me atrapaste con tus manipulaciones.<\/strong> I felt like I couldn\u2019t go anywhere or do anything right without upsetting you.<\/p>\n

You always made me feel like I wasn\u2019t enough. Like I was beneath you. You preyed on my insecurities.<\/p>\n

\"mujer<\/p>\n

You wrapped insults into jokes. You would always share your \u2018wisdom\u2019 with me and give me advice on everything concerning my life.<\/p>\n

You always acted like you knew better and everything you said or did was \u2018for my own good\u2019.<\/p>\n

Me deprim\u00edas, me hac\u00edas sentir in\u00fatil y luego volv\u00edas a tu modo dulce, cari\u00f1oso y protector, s\u00f3lo para que yo me sintiera bendecida por tenerte en mi vida.<\/p>\n

But you weren\u2019t a blessing, you were more like a curse. <\/strong><\/p>\n

De la que no vi escapatoria hasta que te alejaste de mi vida y pasaste a tu siguiente v\u00edctima.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Esas fueron tus palabras, que tambi\u00e9n fueron culpa m\u00eda por razones que quedaron sin explicar.<\/p>\n

I can\u2019t say I was relieved when you were no longer a part of my life.<\/strong> Estaba destrozada y devastada. Pens\u00e9 que hab\u00eda perdido al amor de mi vida.<\/p>\n

\"mujer<\/p>\n

I missed you. For the first month or so I couldn\u2019t stop my tears from falling.<\/p>\n

Las l\u00e1grimas cesaron gradualmente; no estoy segura de en qu\u00e9 momento exactamente, pero hubo ese momento en el que las l\u00e1grimas despejaron mi vista y pude verte con claridad.<\/p>\n

Pude ver lo imb\u00e9cil manipulador que eras en realidad.<\/p>\n

Por primera vez en mucho tiempo, me sent\u00ed libre, me sent\u00ed tan bien. Sent\u00ed que pod\u00eda respirar de nuevo.<\/strong> It was easy to do that when you weren\u2019t messing with my mind anymore.<\/p>\n

Me sent\u00ed tan bien y me dio la fuerza extra que necesitaba para recuperar todo lo que me quitaste.<\/p>\n

Me llev\u00f3 mucho tiempo descubrir que confianza y amor propio<\/a> que me quitaste. Por fin me di cuenta de que soy suficiente y de que nunca debo permitir que nadie me trate como si fuera menos. <\/em><\/p>\n

My mind and my soul are now at peace because I am happy with who I am. I won\u2019t allow anyone to cage me again.<\/em><\/p>\n

\"mujer<\/p>\n

Parece rid\u00edculo decirlo ahora, pero entonces pensaba que nunca te superar\u00eda. Pensaba que el da\u00f1o que me hab\u00edas causado era permanente y que el dolor que sent\u00eda era incurable.<\/p>\n

Lo que no vi fue que, aunque las cicatrices segu\u00edan ah\u00ed, yo era mucho m\u00e1s fuerte de lo que cre\u00eda.<\/p>\n

I was so mad at you for a long, long time. I couldn\u2019t process that someone who had my heart could hurt me so badly.<\/p>\n

Pero ya no estoy enfadada. Finalmente acept\u00e9 que esto era inevitable. Te he perdonado.<\/p>\n

Me perdon\u00e9 por quedarme tanto tiempo y casi nunca pienso en ti despu\u00e9s de todo este tiempo. Ya no tienes poder sobre m\u00ed ni sobre mi vida.<\/strong><\/p>\n

I\u2019ve finally accepted that things had to go that way so I could learn how to be truly happy. So I could learn what love should never look like.<\/p>\n

No fuiste el amor de mi vida, fuiste la lecci\u00f3n m\u00e1s dura de mi vida. La que no tuve m\u00e1s remedio que aprender.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\"Por<\/p>\n

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The hardest lessons in life begin peacefully, without any sign of danger. That\u2019s why I never recognized you as someone toxic. You were the closest thing to perfection when we first met. You moved mountains and walked on water just to make me happy. It felt like you were too good to be true and…<\/p>","protected":false},"author":40,"featured_media":112409,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_kad_blocks_custom_css":"","_kad_blocks_head_custom_js":"","_kad_blocks_body_custom_js":"","_kad_blocks_footer_custom_js":"","_kadence_starter_templates_imported_post":false,"_kad_post_transparent":"","_kad_post_title":"","_kad_post_layout":"","_kad_post_sidebar_id":"","_kad_post_content_style":"","_kad_post_vertical_padding":"","_kad_post_feature":"","_kad_post_feature_position":"","_kad_post_header":false,"_kad_post_footer":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[29619],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-16838","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-stories-love"],"taxonomy_info":{"category":[{"value":29619,"label":"stories"}]},"featured_image_src_large":["https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/Ive-Finally-Accepted-That-You-Were-Nothing-More-Than-A-Tough-Lesson-1024x684.jpg",1024,684,true],"author_info":{"display_name":"Tara Brown","author_link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/author\/tara-brown\/"},"comment_info":0,"category_info":[{"term_id":29619,"name":"stories","slug":"stories-love","term_group":0,"term_taxonomy_id":29619,"taxonomy":"category","description":"To all the souls struggling with complicated love experiences: These heartfelt stories about love, heartbreak, and moving on will be your voice of wisdom.","parent":38,"count":424,"filter":"raw","cat_ID":29619,"category_count":424,"category_description":"To all the souls struggling with complicated love experiences: These heartfelt stories about love, heartbreak, and moving on will be your voice of wisdom.","cat_name":"stories","category_nicename":"stories-love","category_parent":38}],"tag_info":false,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16838","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/40"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=16838"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16838\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/112409"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=16838"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=16838"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=16838"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}