{"id":17865,"date":"2018-04-19T11:23:20","date_gmt":"2018-04-19T11:23:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/herway.net\/?p=17865"},"modified":"2021-08-12T10:08:46","modified_gmt":"2021-08-12T10:08:46","slug":"por-tu-culpa-ya-no-creo-en-los-finales-felices","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/por-tu-culpa-ya-no-creo-en-los-finales-felices\/","title":{"rendered":"Por tu culpa, ya no creo en los finales felices"},"content":{"rendered":"

I used to be this innocent little girl who always believed in love. I believed in people and I believed in the power of good. And most of all, I believed in the power of love. Although everyone around me kept telling me I was foolish and naive and that I was living in a dream, I didn\u2019t allow anyone to shatter my own reality. People kept calling me a hopeless, old-fashioned romantic but that didn\u2019t bother me much. I knew I would find my soulmate, someone who I would spend the rest of my life with.<\/span><\/p>\n

When I say I believed in love, I am not trying to tell you that I thought love was perfect. I didn\u2019t think my Prince Charming would come to my rescue and I knew love wasn\u2019t always a bed of roses. But what I did believe in was that love could conquer everyone and everything that was in its way. I believed that everything was possible and achievable if love between two people was strong and honest enough.<\/span><\/p>\n

I hoped there would come a man who wouldn\u2019t wouldn\u2019t be perfect but who would be <\/span>perfectamente imperfecto<\/span><\/a> for me. A man who would love me despite all my flaws and who would make all of life\u2019s difficulties look easy. A man who would love me unconditionally and who would appreciate and respect me accordingly. A guy who wouldn\u2019t be an immature boy but a real gentleman at all times. A man who would be my happily ever after and who would give me my happy ending that I knew I deserved.<\/span><\/p>\n

Y realmente cre\u00eda que este hombre se cruzar\u00eda en mi camino. Puede que digan que ten\u00eda expectativas poco realistas y que viv\u00eda en un cuento de hadas, pero nunca quise formar parte de este concepto moderno de las citas. Siempre fui una chica de todo o nada y me negaba a conformarme con menos.<\/span><\/p>\n

Hasta que te conoc\u00ed.<\/b><\/p>\n

When you came into my life, you shattered all my beliefs into pieces. You represented everything I didn\u2019t like in people and everything opposite to me. You were a man who didn\u2019t believe in love and you made that very clear from the start. You were a man who thought he could rely on himself only and a man who didn\u2019t get attached easily. But silly me didn\u2019t believe any of this. I thought you needed to be loved for real and that it would make you realize that love really was the most important thing in the world. I knew I was a loving and caring girl and I thought I could prove you wrong. I was determined to show you what you were missing out on because you kept yourself protected from love.<\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019ll never know what you saw in me or what attracted me to you. <\/span>I guess we both thought we could change each other\u2019s views or that we could meet each other halfway.<\/b><\/p>\n

Pero, por desgracia, eso nunca ocurri\u00f3. Antes de darme cuenta, todas mis normas y fuertes <\/span>los rompedores de relaciones<\/span><\/a> hab\u00edan desaparecido. Conseguiste cambiar la esencia de lo que era y todo en lo que cre\u00eda.<\/span><\/p>\n

Nunca nos encontramos a mitad de camino, pero me cambiaste.<\/b> I suffered a lot with you, because you never loved me the way I wanted to be loved. But I don\u2019t blame you for that. I respect the fact that you were honest from the start and the fact that you never promised me much. But that didn\u2019t prevent me from expecting much.<\/span><\/p>\n

I don\u2019t even blame you for walking away from me. <\/span>Eras alguien que nunca supo quedarse<\/b> y es algo de lo que siempre fui consciente, por mucho que intentara luchar contra ello.<\/span><\/p>\n

Pero el hecho es que cambiaste la esencia de lo que yo era. <\/span>Me hiciste igual a ti.<\/b> Me convertiste en una mujer negativa llena de amargura.<\/span><\/p>\n

Gracias a ti, <\/span>Perd\u00ed la confianza en la gente que me rodeaba y especialmente en los hombres.<\/b> Desde que te fuiste, me di cuenta de que s\u00f3lo pod\u00eda confiar plenamente en m\u00ed misma. Me di cuenta de que la mayor\u00eda de la gente es ego\u00edsta, por mucho que le des.<\/span><\/p>\n

Gracias a ti, <\/span>I don\u2019t believe in love or in fairy tales anymore.<\/b> Ahora, s\u00e9 que a veces <\/span>el amor no basta<\/span><\/a>. Ahora, s\u00e9 que no hay nada que puedas hacer para que alguien te ame.<\/span><\/p>\n

Y sobre todo, <\/span>I don\u2019t believe in happy endings anymore. I don\u2019t think we are all destined to have them. And I don\u2019t believe that mine awaits me.<\/b> <\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I used to be this innocent little girl who always believed in love. I believed in people and I believed in the power of good. And most of all, I believed in the power of love. Although everyone around me kept telling me I was foolish and naive and that I was living in a…<\/p>","protected":false},"author":40,"featured_media":17867,"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-17865","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\/2018\/04\/anna-demianenko-12397-unsplash-1.jpg",800,533,false],"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\/17865","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=17865"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17865\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/17867"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17865"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17865"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17865"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}