5 boas razões para ela se ter suicidado

Foi sempre melhor para os outros do que eles foram bons para ela.

She was even better to others than she was to herself. And that wasn’t good. Other people were her priority and she thought that once, at some point, she’ll meet in life all the love she was showering on others.

Pensava que o bem que fazia acabaria por voltar para ela e que todo o esforço que fazia pelas pessoas seria recompensado. Ela nunca mediu o quanto dava aos outros. Desde que os fizesse felizes, estava tudo bem. Algures no caminho, esqueceu-se de sorrir.

Era frequentemente deixada sozinha.

As pessoas só batiam à sua porta quando precisavam de alguma coisa. Ela estava lá para as confortar. Estava lá para aumentar a sua confiança e para as fazer sentir bem consigo próprias, mas ninguém se importava com o que ela sentia.

The moment they got what they needed, they’d pack their things and leave, leaving her alone. Not asking her if she was ok. She didn’t need anybody to get her—she only needed someone to care.

She was other people’s dumping ground.

All the evil, all the darkness and misfortune they had, they transferred to her. It was just like she wore a sign telling people how she’s a landfill— so feel free to contaminate her pureness and her good soul with their problems.

Ela costumava ser a pessoa mais positiva deste mundo. Tinha o sorriso mais brilhante, mas as pessoas tóxicas que a rodeavam arranjavam maneira de a envenenar.

Toda a gente era tão egoísta.

Como se, a dada altura da sua vida, tivesse sido invisível para o resto do mundo. Claro que as pessoas reparavam nela, mas só nos momentos em que precisavam dela. Ninguém via o seu sorriso falso e ninguém cuidava dela.

Yes, she was a very welcoming person, smart and strong. She could bear anybody’s burden but only up to some point. When they overburdened her, they left her to deal with it alone. She was only as good as she was needed.

She just couldn’t do it anymore.

She couldn’t be the least relevant person to herself. She just couldn’t put others before her because they made it pretty obvious they were toxic. She learned her lesson. She couldn’t let those toxic people use her anymore so she killed herself. She killed her kind and unselfish side and everybody lost.

And then she learned to say ‘no’.

No, she doesn’t have a moment for you.

No, she doesn’t understand anymore.

No, she can’t help you.

Aprendeu a pôr-se em primeiro lugar. Aprendeu a ser a sua própria prioridade. Aprendeu que quando não tem ninguém para lhe dar a mão, a melhor coisa a fazer é meter as mãos nos bolsos e continuar a andar.

The tables have turned. Now, she’s aware of her worth and she’s aware of everything she deserves. So, the next time you ask why is she such a jerk, maybe you should wonder what you did wrong.