{"id":18650,"date":"2020-07-14T08:21:53","date_gmt":"2020-07-14T08:21:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/herway.net\/?p=18650"},"modified":"2021-08-12T11:30:08","modified_gmt":"2021-08-12T11:30:08","slug":"al-final-todo-lo-que-aprendi-fue-a-ser-fuerte-solo","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/al-final-todo-lo-que-aprendi-fue-a-ser-fuerte-solo\/","title":{"rendered":"Al final, lo \u00fanico que aprend\u00ed fue a ser fuerte, sola"},"content":{"rendered":"

Se supone que el amor nos ense\u00f1a lo que se siente al ser aceptado, apreciado y amado. Se supone que el amor debe ense\u00f1arnos a amar a alguien tanto como a nosotros mismos, a hacer que alguien nos ame. nuestra prioridad<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Pero contigo, el amor no me ense\u00f1\u00f3 m\u00e1s que dolor.<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n

Empezamos bien. \u00c9ramos felices; est\u00e1bamos enamorados. O al menos yo cre\u00eda que lo est\u00e1bamos. Y me gustar\u00eda poder decir que s\u00e9 lo que pas\u00f3. Ojal\u00e1 pudiera decir d\u00f3nde desapareci\u00f3 el hombre del que me enamor\u00e9, pero no tengo ni idea.<\/p>\n

Lo \u00fanico que s\u00e9, lo \u00fanico que nunca quise saber, es qu\u00e9 se siente al ser dejado de lado en mi propia relaci\u00f3n.<\/p>\n

I was standing next to you, but it was like you couldn\u2019t see me. It was like you didn\u2019t want to see me. Eras tan r\u00e1pido para ver cualquiera de mis errores, pero tan lento para ver el dolor en mi cara y las l\u00e1grimas en mis ojos. <\/b><\/p>\n

Te dedicabas tanto a mirar a otras mujeres, pero de alguna manera te olvidaste de mirarme a m\u00ed. Bueno, s\u00f3lo cuando quer\u00edas compararme con alguien mejor.<\/p>\n

Se supon\u00eda que el amor me ense\u00f1ar\u00eda lo que se siente al ser aceptado.<\/b> How it feels to have someone who is going to look at me in the morning and still think that I\u2019m the most amazing human being.<\/p>\n

\"hombre<\/p>\n

I know that I\u2019m not, but I wanted to know how it feels to be one just for one second. But you couldn\u2019t even give me that. And honestly, I have no idea how I could\u2019ve been so blind. Love was supposed to show me how it feels to be loved.<\/p>\n

Pero contigo, no me mostr\u00f3 nada m\u00e1s que tristeza.<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n

Recuerdo c\u00f3mo pensaba que quiz\u00e1 si me esforzaba un poco m\u00e1s, quiz\u00e1 me querr\u00edas. Recuerdo c\u00f3mo me levantaba por la ma\u00f1ana y pensaba en todas las formas en que podr\u00eda hacerte ver lo incre\u00edble que puedo llegar a ser.<\/p>\n

Qu\u00e9 incre\u00edbles podemos ser. A\u00fan recuerdo cada vez que me dejaste de lado por algo que era m\u00e1s importante para ti.<\/p>\n

Your job, your friends, your alone time, your guys night\u2026 Everything except me. So that explains why you could never see how broken I am, how sadness was drowning me. But it doesn\u2019t explain why you stayed with me.<\/p>\n

Por qu\u00e9 me usaste como lo hiciste. Por qu\u00e9 me rompiste<\/a>. \u00bfFui s\u00f3lo un juego para ti? \u00bfFui s\u00f3lo un felpudo para ti? \u00bfO alguien que ten\u00edas como red de seguridad?<\/p>\n

\"chica<\/p>\n

Sabes, se supone que el amor da fuerza.<\/b> It\u2019s supposed to be the wind under the wings and other clich\u00e9 shit. But you made it seem impossible.<\/p>\n

You made it seem like the only purpose of love is to break one. And screw you for it. Maybe love is a clich\u00e9 because that\u2019s the way it should be.<\/p>\n

Deber\u00eda ayudarte a caminar por el resto del mundo. Deber\u00eda hacerte sentir el ser humano m\u00e1s incre\u00edble, and it\u2019s supposed to make you feel like a superhero.<\/b><\/p>\n

Pero contigo, no me dio m\u00e1s que debilidad y quebranto.<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n

Te escuchaba, cada palabra que sal\u00eda de tu mente. Y entonces, poco a poco, esas palabras empezaron a ahuyentar trozos de m\u00ed y a reemplazarlos.<\/p>\n

Poco a poco, cada lecci\u00f3n que aprend\u00ed fue sustituida por la tuya. Cada cumplido que recib\u00ed fue sustituido por tus palabras t\u00f3xicas.<\/p>\n

\"mujer<\/p>\n

Mi fuerza fue sustituida por debilidad y mi confianza por un sentimiento de no ser lo bastante bueno.<\/p>\n

My love, my emotions, my passions and my fire\u2014they were all replaced with nothing but voids. It felt like your words were echoing inside me and every time I tried to silence them, they would become louder.<\/p>\n

Cada vez que intentaba silenciarte, huir de ti, eras m\u00e1s fuerte. Eras m\u00e1s dulce. Y eras m\u00e1s venenosa.<\/p>\n

Love is supposed to be the best thing that happened to you\u2014when it\u2019s real, of course. <\/b><\/p>\n

Se supone que el amor te muestra que, aunque est\u00e9s entero, sigue habiendo alguien ah\u00ed fuera que te mejora y crea un hombre de hierro a partir de ti. Ellos son tu escudo y t\u00fa eres su coraz\u00f3n.<\/p>\n

Cuando el amor es real, te ense\u00f1a que las eternidades no son suficientes para vosotros dos. Cuando el amor es real, te ense\u00f1a que todo el mundo es imperfecto, pero con la persona adecuada, te encajan perfectamente<\/a>...creando tu propia definici\u00f3n de perfecci\u00f3n.<\/p>\n

\"hombre<\/p>\n

But you\u2026 you and the thing you called \u2018love\u2019 showed me none of it. Taught me none of it. And I wish I could say that I did something about it. I wish I could say that I gave you a taste of your own medicine.<\/p>\n

But I couldn\u2019t. And because of that, it took me way too long to look myself in the mirror. To look myself in the eyes and say that I did everything I could.<\/p>\n

To say that I\u2019m already doing great and that every day is a chance for a new adventure.<\/p>\n

And that the void inside me is no longer that scary and huge; it\u2019s being filled with laughter and love. That your toxic words are no longer so loud because my music is louder than they are.<\/p>\n

It took me too long to stand back up on my feet. And now that I finally did, there is no way I\u2019ll ever let anyone knock me down again. <\/b><\/p>\n

Not you, not my past, not my future or my anxiety. I\u2019m all that is left and that is more than enough!<\/b><\/p>\n

\"Al<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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