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<\/p>\nEle tomou a minha bondade como garantida e perdeu a \u00fanica pessoa que mais se preocupava com ele.<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
In the beginning, our love was something everyone else wanted. He listened, he cared, and he would have done anything for me. I fell in love with a kind-hearted and understanding guy, or so I thought\u2026<\/p>\n
Lentamente, a sua bondade come\u00e7ou a desvanecer-se. Ele come\u00e7ou a usar o tipo de pessoa que eu era em seu proveito.<\/p>\n
He knew me as the person who would apologize for anything and everything. He knew that if he made me feel bad enough for something or twisted my words around to make it seem like it was my fault, I would say \u201csorry\u201d and I did.<\/p>\n
Pedi desculpa tantas vezes por coisas que nem sequer percebi por que estava a pedir desculpa. Sentia-me como se estivesse louco. <\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
O pior de tudo era que eu podia contar pelos dedos da m\u00e3o o n\u00famero de vezes que ele me pedia desculpa e que era mesmo a s\u00e9rio. Obter um pedido de desculpas dele era como arrancar dentes. Depois de tudo dito e feito, sentia sempre mais dores.<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
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As suas desculpas n\u00e3o significavam nada; eram apenas palavras e promessas vazias .<\/b> He became the type of person that just said things to say them. Even when I knew this, I still tried to believe him\u2026 <\/i>Esperava que as palavras fossem verdadeiras.<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
I continued to find myself apologizing at the end of any argument of ours. I don\u2019t know how he did it. How he always found a way to flip the situation into being my fault.<\/p>\n
Sa\u00ed de cada uma das nossas conversas com um sentimento de perturba\u00e7\u00e3o e confus\u00e3o. Ele sempre encontrou uma maneira de fazem-me sentir louco.<\/a><\/i><\/b><\/p>\n Disse-me que eu era ego\u00edsta e que n\u00e3o o apreciava porque os meus padr\u00f5es eram demasiado elevados. Disse-me que, por vezes, eu era demasiado dif\u00edcil de lidar porque sentia demasiado. Disse-me que eu nunca poderia estar satisfeita porque nunca estava contente com o que tinha<\/i><\/b> . <\/i><\/p>\n When in all reality, it wasn\u2019t my standards that were high; it was my hopes that he could do better. I wasn\u2019t unappreciative of what he did for me, I was unappreciative of the way he treated me. I wasn\u2019t satisfied with what I had because of the lack of effort he put into our relationship.<\/p>\n Instead of reminding him of these things again, I kept my mouth shut and apologized. I did that because I hated fighting and I didn\u2019t want to lose him. Ele usou a minha bondade em seu proveito.<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n I loved him with every fiber of my being. I would have done anything to make him happy. He knew this\u2014he knew I hated fighting. He knew I couldn\u2019t stay mad at him even when I was hurt. He knew how much I wanted him and he used that to his advantage.<\/p>\n Ele nunca fez um esfor\u00e7o para estar presente na nossa rela\u00e7\u00e3o. Ele sabia que ela existia e isso era suficiente para ele. Eu era o seu \u00faltimo recurso e ele chamava a isso uma rela\u00e7\u00e3o.<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n Preferiu colocar-me no fundo de uma pequena caixa e deitar fora a chave. A \u00fanica vez que a caixa era aberta era quando lhe era conveniente. Mesmo quando ele abria a caixa, normalmente, ele escolheu tudo e todos antes de me escolher a mim<\/a>.<\/p>\n A parte triste \u00e9 que nos dias em que ele decidiu escolher-me, eu apaixonei-me novamente por ele. Nesses dias, tornei-me a pessoa mais feliz do mundo. Dias como esse faziam-me acreditar que as coisas iam voltar a ser boas.<\/p>\n Deram-me esperan\u00e7a. Esperan\u00e7a de que ele tivesse finalmente ouvido todas as nossas conversas. Esperan\u00e7a de que ele tivesse percebido o quanto estava a prejudicar a nossa rela\u00e7\u00e3o.<\/p>\n Hope that he had noticed the lack of effort and communication, he was putting into our relationship. Hope that he was going to change. That\u2019s the crappy thing about hope\u2014 quando nos deixa ficar mal, \u00e9 d\u00f3i muito.<\/a><\/i><\/b> <\/b><\/p>\n The thought of leaving him crossed my mind many times, but my kind heart knew the man he could be. This hope pushed me into giving him second chances that he didn\u2019t deserve. Fool me twice shame on me, right?<\/p>\n Errado, que vergonha. <\/b> Que vergonha para ele, que me disse que me amava e que queria passar o resto da vida comigo, mas me tratou como lixo.<\/p>\n You don\u2019t get to treat someone you love like that. You don\u2019t get to take advantage of a person’s kindness and then expect them to stay with you.<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n At first I thought leaving him meant that I was giving up or wasn\u2019t strong enough to deal with our issues. Then I saw a quote that said, \u201cA person who values you, wouldn\u2019t ever put themselves in a position to lose you.\u201d <\/i> Isto bateu em casa.<\/p>\n Eu tinha-lhe dado todas as oportunidades para trabalhar nas coisas. Para lutar por mim, para lutar por n\u00f3s. Eu queria tanto que ele lutasse por mim que me do\u00eda a alma. Nenhuma parte de mim queria deix\u00e1-lo, nenhuma parte de mim queria que a nossa hist\u00f3ria terminasse.<\/p>\n![\"a](\"https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/the-woman-hugs-her-man-from-behind.jpg\")
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