{"id":6629,"date":"2017-10-11T09:28:46","date_gmt":"2017-10-11T09:28:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/herway.net\/?p=6629"},"modified":"2021-08-12T11:45:07","modified_gmt":"2021-08-12T11:45:07","slug":"por-que-me-quede","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/por-que-me-quede\/","title":{"rendered":"Por qu\u00e9 me qued\u00e9"},"content":{"rendered":"

Everybody asks: \u201cWhy did you stay?\u201d, \u201cHow could you put up with that kind of treatment?\u201d, \u201cI would\u2019ve just left.\u201d I\u2019ve asked those same questions to others and made the same statements. But until you\u2019re inside the relationship, you have no idea what it\u2019s like. <\/span>
\n<\/span>
\n<\/span>I am kind and trusting, and I can honestly say this was so very different from any other beginning. I didn\u2019t even see it coming. This didn\u2019t start with sex and build from there as my relationships usually do. There were no sexual innuendos, no come-on\u2019s, no flirting; there were intelligent, mind-stimulating conversations, good advice both given and received, and quiet comfortable company. I fell in love with his mind, his friendship, his soul. <\/span>
\n<\/span>
\n<\/span>Mirando hacia atr\u00e1s, veo claramente que no estaba segura de qui\u00e9n era y a d\u00f3nde pertenec\u00eda. Me acababa de divorciar, era madre soltera y hab\u00eda terminado la rehabilitaci\u00f3n por abuso de alcohol. Hab\u00eda dejado de tener contacto con la mayor\u00eda de mis familiares directos y luchaba por recuperar el respeto y la confianza en mi trabajo, poderoso, bien pagado y extremadamente estresante, que era el \u00fanico sustento para mis dos hijos adolescentes y para m\u00ed. <\/span><\/p>\n

Pod\u00eda escapar del mundo estructurado en el que viv\u00eda y trabajaba y ser yo misma a su lado. En su mundo, nadie juzgaba y todo el mundo entend\u00eda que todos ten\u00edamos luchas que no eran ni mejores ni peores que las de los dem\u00e1s. <\/span>
\n<\/span>
\n<\/span>But not knowing who you are and where you belong puts you in an extremely vulnerable and dangerous position if you\u2019re not careful. The more time I spent with him, the more we shared our individual hopes, dreams and greatest fears. Empec\u00e9 a enamorarme de \u00e9l, y con el tiempo nuestra amistad<\/a> went to the next level\u2014at my persuasion. <\/span>
\n<\/span>
\n<\/span>And I was completely taken aback by his bold displays of love and affection. It was obvious to anyone around us that we were together\u2014whether it be my hand on his back, his hand rubbing my leg, or his loving kiss goodbye in front of everyone. Friends and acquaintances that had known him for years said they\u2019d never seen him behave this way. <\/span><\/p>\n

Estos mismos amigos dec\u00edan repetidamente lo mucho que le gustaba, que le gustaba, que me quer\u00eda cerca, que me respetaba, etc. Vi a este chico duro y malo bajar la guardia y permitirme experimentar al hombre cari\u00f1oso, suave y compasivo que quer\u00eda ser tocado y amado.<\/span>
\n<\/span>
\n<\/span>And love him I did. I valued and loved him dearly as my friend and that only deepened to a level I\u2019d never experienced. I was blown away by the depth and intensity of love I felt for him. In 21 years of marriage, children, and growing up with my ex husband, I never once felt the connection and depth of love as I did with him. Yet I knew from the beginning Le quer\u00eda m\u00e1s de lo que \u00e9l me quer\u00eda a m\u00ed. <\/a><\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\"Mujer<\/p>\n


\n<\/span>I loved him with all of me\u2014with wild, reckless abandonment and would have moved heaven and earth for him. And for a short time, I was truly happy and content. I will always question if my love for him was too intense and was to blame for the demise of us. <\/span><\/p>\n

Did my intensity scare him, blind him, overwhelm him? Or was this the predestined fate of the universe to teach me something? There\u2019s no answer to my \u2018whys\u2019 and no point to asking \u2018what if\u2019s\u2019 because there\u2019s no way to get closure on anything that breaks you as wide open as he broke me. <\/span>
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\n<\/span>Meses despu\u00e9s, miro atr\u00e1s y comprendo que me intimidaron, manipularon, mintieron y amenazaron. Me hicieron callar, me ignoraron y me despidieron. Fui brutalmente golpeada, desmoralizada y volv\u00ed a por m\u00e1s. El hombre del que me enamor\u00e9 desapareci\u00f3 a las pocas semanas de que nuestra relaci\u00f3n se volviera sexual. <\/span><\/p>\n

Pero ahora me pregunto if the whole relationship wasn\u2019t just an illusion<\/a> y me qued\u00e9 con graves problemas de confianza. Siempre hab\u00eda confiado en mi intuici\u00f3n, mi percepci\u00f3n y mi juicio, pero de repente dudaba de todo lo que hac\u00eda.  <\/span>
\n<\/span>
\n<\/span>I wish I could say I was one of those brave, strong women you read about that wakes up and realizes she\u2019s worth more and leaves, but that\u2019s not my story. He left my bed one morning after an incredibly loving weekend and never came back.  He woke up one day and decided not to talk to me, not to tell me goodbye, nothing. And I was left reeling for months wondering what I did wrong, why wasn\u2019t I good enough, and blaming myself for not proving myself worthy enough for his love. <\/span>
\n<\/span>
\n<\/span>Ahora, lucho con los extremos polares de las emociones que siento. Amo profundamente y echo de menos el lado amable y gentil que me mostr\u00f3, pero odio y temo su otro lado mezquino y violento. \u00bfC\u00f3mo puedo echar de menos a alguien que ha sido responsable de un comportamiento tan vil hacia m\u00ed? \u00bfC\u00f3mo podr\u00eda a\u00f1orar a alguien que golpe\u00f3 violentamente mi cuerpo con su odio mientras dec\u00eda amarme? Lo hago porque el amor que sent\u00eda era tan incre\u00edblemente poderoso que ha anulado y eclipsado cualquier intelecto. <\/span>
\n<\/span>
\n<\/span>Y as\u00ed comienzo mi viaje, un peque\u00f1o paso a la vez, de soltar las poderosas garras del amor desilusionado y caminar hacia el amor propio y la paz. <\/span>
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

por Cindy Richards<\/strong><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Everybody asks: \u201cWhy did you stay?\u201d, \u201cHow could you put up with that kind of treatment?\u201d, \u201cI would\u2019ve just left.\u201d I\u2019ve asked those same questions to others and made the same statements. But until you\u2019re inside the relationship, you have no idea what it\u2019s like. I am kind and trusting, and I can honestly say…<\/p>","protected":false},"author":40,"featured_media":6634,"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-6629","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\/2017\/10\/allef-vinicius-244440.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\/6629","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=6629"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6629\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/6634"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6629"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6629"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6629"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}