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<\/p>\nOh, come vorrei poterlo ritirare. Tutto quanto. Il dolore e l'agonia. La disperazione.<\/p>\n
L'umiliazione che si prova quando ci si butta, per poi essere rifiutati. E per cosa?<\/p>\n
Come ho permesso che tu mi facessi cos\u00ec male da farmi desiderare di strisciare in un buco e morire per il dolore che esplodeva da dove avrebbe dovuto esserci il mio cuore. <\/b><\/p>\n
In that moment, when you left as I gasped for air, I thought for sure I would never be able to get up off that floor. I laid there, crying and gasping for so long that I’m embarrassed to say.<\/p>\n
Hai detto di amarmi, quindi come hai potuto lasciarmi cos\u00ec? Come hai potuto torcermi cos\u00ec tanto da aver bisogno di te per districarmi?<\/p>\n
Come hai potuto trasformare il mio viso, quello che tante volte hai detto essere il pi\u00f9 bello che avessi mai visto, in qualcosa di completamente irriconoscibile?<\/p>\n
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Anche per me, il mio stesso volto \u00e8 un estraneo? Come hai potuto portarmi dall'amarti all'essere disperata per te?<\/b> Dall'avere te al bisogno di te. Dalla cura all'ossessione.<\/p>\n
How could you do all of that, and then just leave me in a broken pile on the floor? I still don’t know, but I thank God that you did.<\/p>\n
If you hadn’t left me, I might still be sobbing on that floor. I might still be chasing you for the love you said was mine, but shared around with whomever was convenient to you at the time.<\/p>\n
If you hadn’t left me I might have had to show up at another family Christmas with a black eye that my lies do not explain when the truth is written so clearly on my face.<\/p>\n
If you hadn’t left me I might have spent the rest of my life feeling like I wasn’t good enough, like I needed to fight for your attention.<\/p>\n
If you hadn’t left me I might still be waiting for you to deliver on the promises you made.<\/p>\n
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Vedi anche:<\/strong> Perdendo te ho guadagnato molto di pi\u00f9<\/a><\/p>\n I’m ashamed and embarrassed to admit that I would never have left you. No matter how many times you left me on the floor, I would have begged you to come back.<\/p>\n No matter how many times you hit me, I would have found a way to blame myself. I wish that weren’t true, but the fact that you had to leave me proves that it is.<\/p>\n Quindi, grazie. <\/b>Grazie per avermi lasciato andare e liberato dalla presa che avevi su di me. \u00c8 stata l'unica cosa che hai fatto per me e te ne sono molto, molto grata.<\/b><\/p>\n To this moment I can’t explain how I let you turn me into the person I saw in the mirror that day. I don’t know how I became such a clich\u00e9.<\/p>\n I wish I did, because I didn’t see that for myself. I didn’t see letting anyone have such power over me let alone that they would use that power to hurt me.<\/p>\n I didn’t see you coming until I watched you go, and that scares me because I think if it could happen to me once it could happen to me again. <\/b><\/p>\n But it won’t. I won’t let it because I know now the pain of loving you was much greater than the pain of losing you. <\/b><\/p>\n I know now that when you get past the rejection, and the desire to fight for something you shouldn\u2019t have to fight for, when you finally let go of a person who brings you nothing but pain, it stings a bit but then the relief comes.<\/p>\n Quando si smette di sentire il dolore, si inizia a sentirsi liberi e si comincia a ritrovare se stessi.<\/a> It doesn\u2019t take as long as you think it will when you\u2019re still on the floor either.<\/p>\n![\"giovane](\"https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/young-woman-being-sad-at-home.jpg\")
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