{"id":13060,"date":"2020-08-24T08:36:04","date_gmt":"2020-08-24T08:36:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/herway.net\/?p=13060"},"modified":"2021-08-11T10:13:12","modified_gmt":"2021-08-11T10:13:12","slug":"stanco-sempre-ultima-scelta","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/stanco-sempre-ultima-scelta\/","title":{"rendered":"Sono stanco di essere sempre la vostra ultima scelta"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Sono stanca di essere sempre forte e di fingere di avere tutto. Non ho mai voluto essere una donna cos\u00ec.<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Non ho mai pensato di essere <\/strong><\/em><em><strong>someone\u2019s maybe, <a href=\"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/love\/meritare-la-prima-opzione-di-qualcuno\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">someone\u2019s last option.<\/a><\/strong><\/em> But in the blink of an eye, I found myself here, crawling in front of you and begging for some love. I was wondering why you couldn\u2019t love me the way I loved you.<\/p>\n<p>I was so easy to love but you refused to see that. You always treated me like someone who will be there for you no matter what you do. You liked the feeling that there is someone who loves you even if you don\u2019t love them.<\/p>\n<p>Your ego was boosted every time I would call you late at night in my moments of insanity, asking you why you don\u2019t want to love me back and why you are pushing me away.<\/p>\n<p>Poi, quando mi sorridevi e mi dicevi che dovevo andare a letto, mi rendevo conto di quanto poco significassi per te. E tu significavi tutto il mondo per me.<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Ogni volta che mi trascuravi, morivo dentro.<\/strong> <\/em>Ogni volta che guardavi un'altra ragazza, il mio mondo andava in pezzi.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-107984\" src=\"https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/a-sad-girl-in-a-white-sweater-pants-and-sneakers-sits-in-an-armchair.jpg\" alt=\"una ragazza triste in maglione bianco, pantaloni e scarpe da ginnastica siede su una poltrona\" width=\"800\" height=\"534\" srcset=\"https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/a-sad-girl-in-a-white-sweater-pants-and-sneakers-sits-in-an-armchair.jpg 1000w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/a-sad-girl-in-a-white-sweater-pants-and-sneakers-sits-in-an-armchair-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/a-sad-girl-in-a-white-sweater-pants-and-sneakers-sits-in-an-armchair-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/a-sad-girl-in-a-white-sweater-pants-and-sneakers-sits-in-an-armchair-150x100.jpg 150w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/a-sad-girl-in-a-white-sweater-pants-and-sneakers-sits-in-an-armchair-720x481.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Ogni volta che mi dicevi che eri felice con una nuova persona nella tua vita, perdevo la speranza di poter stare con te.<\/p>\n<p>I desperately wanted to hear that you love me just like I loved you. But I never heard those words coming out of your mouth. And when I asked you if we can be more than friends, you just said \u2018maybe\u2019.<\/p>\n<p>For you, once more I was the last option\u2014your last choice who would be there when all of your so-called friends left you.<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Avrei dovuto essere quella che ti consoler\u00e0 nei momenti di dolore, ma che non sar\u00e0 mai in grado di asciugare le lacrime dalle tue guance. Avrei dovuto essere quella che ti dir\u00e0 che tutto andr\u00e0 bene, ma che non sar\u00e0 mai in grado di abbracciarti.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p>Ero solo una donna da cui venivi ogni volta quando ti faceva comodo. E ogni volta che mi chiamavi, venivo senza pensare al mio orgoglio.<\/p>\n<p>A causa tua, ho dimenticato di avere a cuore me stessa. Ti ho sempre messo al primo posto, ma era<a href=\"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/love\/open-letter-biggest-mistake-hardest-lesson\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"> il mio pi\u00f9 grande errore.<\/a><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-107985 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/portrait-of-a-sad-blonde.jpg\" alt=\"ritratto di una bionda triste\" width=\"800\" height=\"534\" srcset=\"https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/portrait-of-a-sad-blonde.jpg 800w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/portrait-of-a-sad-blonde-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/portrait-of-a-sad-blonde-768x513.jpg 768w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/portrait-of-a-sad-blonde-150x100.jpg 150w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/portrait-of-a-sad-blonde-720x481.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I don\u2019t know why I settled for someone who never knew my true value. I don\u2019t understand why I accepted to be your last choice in the first place.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe I was so much in love that I didn\u2019t pay attention to that. And no matter how much I think about that, I can\u2019t find reasons good enough to explain why it took me so much to get rid of putting you first.<\/p>\n<p>But I somehow managed to do that, even if that meant letting you go out of my life. I knew that I had been holding onto something that didn\u2019t exist anymore. And it was enough!<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Quindi, mi sono arreso!<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<em><strong>And I didn\u2019t do that because I failed but because I learned.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p>Ho imparato che era ora di smettere di mettere gli altri al primo posto perch\u00e9 <a href=\"https:\/\/www.theodysseyonline.com\/prioritize-yourself\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Io sono l'unica priorit\u00e0 della mia vita.<\/a> I learned that others will never respect me if I don\u2019t respect myself enough.<\/p>\n<p>Ho capito che, a prescindere da quello che dicevi, ero pi\u00f9 che sufficiente. Ero degna del tuo amore, ma tu non hai mai voluto ammetterlo.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-107986 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/a-blonde-in-a-burgundy-sweater-sits-on-a-park-bench.jpg\" alt=\"una bionda con un maglione bordeaux siede su una panchina del parco\" width=\"800\" height=\"534\" srcset=\"https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/a-blonde-in-a-burgundy-sweater-sits-on-a-park-bench.jpg 800w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/a-blonde-in-a-burgundy-sweater-sits-on-a-park-bench-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/a-blonde-in-a-burgundy-sweater-sits-on-a-park-bench-768x513.jpg 768w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/a-blonde-in-a-burgundy-sweater-sits-on-a-park-bench-150x100.jpg 150w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/a-blonde-in-a-burgundy-sweater-sits-on-a-park-bench-720x481.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>From now on, I have a totally different outlook on life. I don\u2019t look at myself in the mirror and think that I am the unlovable one.<\/p>\n<p>Now, I think that I deserve all the love and affection of this world. I am no longer interested in being someone\u2019s \u2018maybe\u2019, someone\u2019s last choice like I was to you.<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>I am not interested in being part of a one-sided love anymore\u2014the love where I was the one who was always giving and never receiving.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p>I am done being in love with the man who couldn\u2019t even give me a chance to show him my love.<\/p>\n<p>I don\u2019t want to waste my time on someone who will never accept me the way I am.<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>If I already was your second choice, then you definitely don\u2019t deserve to be my first. Never again!<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-107988 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/I-Am-Tired-Of-Always-Being-Your-Last-Choice-Pinterest.jpg\" alt=\"Sono stanco di essere sempre la vostra ultima scelta\" width=\"1000\" height=\"1500\" srcset=\"https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/I-Am-Tired-Of-Always-Being-Your-Last-Choice-Pinterest.jpg 1000w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/I-Am-Tired-Of-Always-Being-Your-Last-Choice-Pinterest-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/I-Am-Tired-Of-Always-Being-Your-Last-Choice-Pinterest-683x1024.jpg 683w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/I-Am-Tired-Of-Always-Being-Your-Last-Choice-Pinterest-768x1152.jpg 768w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/I-Am-Tired-Of-Always-Being-Your-Last-Choice-Pinterest-150x225.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1000px) 100vw, 1000px\" \/><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am tired of being strong the whole time and pretending that I got it all. I never wanted to be a woman like this. I never planned to be someone\u2019s maybe, someone\u2019s last option. But in the blink of an eye, I found myself here, crawling in front of you and begging for some&#8230;<\/p>","protected":false},"author":40,"featured_media":0,"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-13060","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-stories-love"],"taxonomy_info":{"category":[{"value":29619,"label":"stories"}]},"featured_image_src_large":false,"author_info":{"display_name":"Tara Brown","author_link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/author\/tara-brown\/"},"comment_info":1,"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\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13060","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/40"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13060"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13060\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13060"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13060"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/it\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13060"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}