Devo a mim mesma um pedido de desculpas por ter suportado homens que não me mereciam

Nunca falarás a ninguém mais do que falas a ti próprio na tua cabeça. Seja gentil consigo mesmo.

Dealing with men who didn’t deserve me has led me to one thing: I learned that putting yourself first doesn’t mean selfishness, it sometimes means survival.

That’s the reason I want to apologize to myself first. Dear me, you let so many people walk over you and I’m sorry for letting that happen.

You let men in your life make you feel unsafe, unwanted and scared, make you feel ashamed, like you’re not enough.

I’m sorry that thought even crossed your mind. Love shouldn’t be hard. Love shouldn’t hurt. Love shouldn’t wait for approval.

Love shouldn’t make you feel unlovable. True love doesn’t question your worth or take you for granted.

You shouldn’t go out of your way just to receive a normal reaction from the person you love. Love isn’t silent or indifferent, it’s not aggressive or inconsiderate.

I’m sorry you had to learn your lesson so harshly. I’m sorry I didn’t protect you. I’m sorry I didn’t let you express your sadness and anger freely.

I’m sorry men who loved you didn’t truly love you. They never showed you real trust or what it’s like to feel comfortable just being who you are.

I’m sorry for letting yourself accept indifference and tolerance as enough. I’m sorry your kindness was mistaken for weakness and taken for granted.

I’m sorry I judged you when you were making choices that were not the best for you. I know you didn’t know that at the time.

I put all the blame on you. The same thing I have been doing ever since I can remember. But it’s not your fault.

Sometimes people don’t choose what’s best for them, sometimes they need to grow from pain. That’s all right.

Por vezes, a vida ensina-nos a ser mais fortes das formas mais invulgares. É agora que deixo de perguntar porquê.

From now on, I refuse to look at myself as a victim. I refuse to look at myself as a casualty and someone’s second choice.

I’m not giving up on myself despite everything that has happened to me. Querida, a partir de agora vejo-te como uma guerreira e sobrevivente.

You went through everything life prepared for you and you didn’t break. That’s called strength. Strength accompanied by courage.

You’re not anyone’s puppet and you never will be. You’re not here for men who try to control you.

You’re not here for men who manipulate you and lie to you, who make you feel bad about yourself and don’t make you a priority.

You are not here for men who don’t deserve you. Devo-lhe um pedido de desculpas por ter confiado mais nos outros do que em si próprio; por ter duvidado de si e ignorado a sua intuição.

I own you an apology for letting you make yourself smaller in front of a man who didn’t deserve you.

Devo-te um pedido de desculpas por não ter acreditado em ti e ter feito coisas apesar de saber quem tu és no fundo da tua alma.

I own you an apology for thinking someone is better and smarter than you. That’s BS! You are perfectly smart, lovable and good on your own.

I owe you an apology for always thinking you’re somehow less than others when you clearly did everything on your own.

I owe you an apology for feeling bad about other people’s wrong choices. You couldn’t have done anything.

Don’t ever forget all the wonderful things about yourself. Stop comparing yourself to others. Everyone’s imperfect and everyone’s paths are different.