{"id":11682,"date":"2020-08-10T08:17:04","date_gmt":"2020-08-10T08:17:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/herway.net\/?p=11682"},"modified":"2022-02-26T22:17:58","modified_gmt":"2022-02-26T22:17:58","slug":"fim-arrependimento-amar-amado","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/fim-arrependimento-amar-amado\/","title":{"rendered":"No fim, a \u00fanica coisa de que me arrependo \u00e9 de te ter amado mais do que a mim pr\u00f3prio"},"content":{"rendered":"

N\u00e3o me arrependo de te ter conhecido, arrependo-me de te ter deixado consumir-me.<\/b><\/p>\n

How can I regret meeting someone who made me feel like I\u2019m flying? How could I regret ever meeting you, when you were the one who shaped me?<\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t your love that did that, to be honest. It was the way you consumed me. I let you consume my energy, my emotions, and my love.<\/p>\n

Deixei que o teu amor t\u00f3xico envenenasse o meu porque acreditei que o homem por quem me apaixonei voltaria. Acreditei que o meu amor era mais forte que o teu. Mas nunca foi.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t regret choosing you, Arrependo-me de te ter escolhido a ti em vez de mim.<\/a><\/b><\/p>\n

When I love, I don\u2019t hold back any of it. If I love you, I love the way you smile, I love the way you breathe, I love the way that vein pops up on your forehead when you\u2019re angry.<\/p>\n

\"mulher<\/p>\n

Adoro a forma como as rugas aparecem \u00e0 volta dos teus olhos quando te ris com o cora\u00e7\u00e3o. E adoro o facto de poder escolher-te todos os dias. Mas eu escolhi-te a ti e n\u00e3o a mim.<\/p>\n

Escolhi que o teu bem-estar viesse antes do meu. Escolhi lutar contra os teus dem\u00f3nios antes dos meus. Escolhi salvar-te, apenas para me destruir.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t regret making you my priority, I regret believing you\u2019ll do the same.<\/b><\/p>\n

Silly me, right? I believed that if I show you that I care enough, you\u2019ll care about me too. I thought that if I love you hard enough, that my love will somehow heal you.<\/p>\n

I regret hoping that you\u2019ll change because it broke my heart every single time you would turn away.<\/p>\n

It would break my heart every single night that I fell asleep alone. It broke my heart every morning I would spend alone in our kitchen, knowing you didn\u2019t care enough about me to come home, knowing that I\u2019m not your priority<\/a>\u2014I\u2019m just one of the choices you never made.<\/p>\n

\"mulher<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t regret that I let you in, I regret letting you destroy me<\/b> .<\/p>\n

Nunca me arrependerei de te ter deixado entrar, porque durante algum tempo, o que tivemos foi fant\u00e1stico e especial.<\/p>\n

Durante algum tempo, fui a mulher mais feliz do mundo.<\/p>\n

Durante algum tempo, tive raz\u00f5es para acreditar que me amavas, que me deixavas entrar como eu te deixava. S\u00f3 me arrependo de ter deixado as tuas palavras atravessarem o meu cora\u00e7\u00e3o.<\/p>\n

Deixei que os teus coment\u00e1rios destru\u00edssem a minha confian\u00e7a. Deixei que o teu comportamento me destru\u00edsse diariamente porque s\u00f3 te preocupavas contigo.<\/p>\n

Lamento saber o que me estavas a fazer, mas ainda tinha esperan\u00e7a que parasses. Ainda tinha esperan\u00e7a de poder mudar isso, se me esfor\u00e7asse um pouco mais.<\/p>\n

Mas o facto de corrigir as outras pessoas nunca deve ter como pre\u00e7o a minha pr\u00f3pria sanidade mental.<\/p>\n

\"jovem<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t regret loving you, I regret trusting you with my heart<\/b> .<\/p>\n

Maybe, if I walked away sooner, I wouldn\u2019t be broken. Maybe if I decided to put myself first, to choose myself over you sooner, I wouldn\u2019t be destroyed. But I stayed, I hoped and I loved.<\/p>\n

Confiei-te o meu cora\u00e7\u00e3o, s\u00f3 para te ver deix\u00e1-lo cair. Confiei-te a minha vida, s\u00f3 para te ver destru\u00ed-la. Confiei-te a n\u00f3s, s\u00f3 para te ver a afastares-te.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t regret giving you everything I had, because I gained much more.<\/b><\/p>\n

Dei-vos o meu cora\u00e7\u00e3o, o meu corpo e a minha mente. Dei-te a minha sanidade. E deitaste tudo fora.<\/p>\n

You destroyed my mind, poisoned my heart and bruised my soul. But I\u2019m now stronger than you will ever be.<\/p>\n

\"mulher<\/p>\n

Eu amo-me<\/a> de uma forma que tu nunca poderias. Sou dona da minha hist\u00f3ria e respeito as minhas cicatrizes. Eu sei o que sou.<\/p>\n

Sei que sou espantoso e resistente. Sei que essas n\u00f3doas negras v\u00e3o sarar, sei que o veneno pode ser sugado.<\/p>\n

Sei que posso reconstruir-me, por mais que tentem destruir-me. Porque, finalmente, eu sei o meu valor.<\/p>\n

Finalmente, posso dizer que n\u00e3o me arrependo de nada, porque tudo o que fiz depois de ti, foi por mim. Tudo o que sou agora \u00e9 o que sempre quis ser.<\/p>\n

\"No<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I don\u2019t regret meeting you, I regret letting you consume me. How can I regret meeting someone who made me feel like I\u2019m flying? How could I regret ever meeting you, when you were the one who shaped me? It wasn\u2019t your love that did that, to be honest. It was the way you consumed…<\/p>","protected":false},"author":40,"featured_media":105977,"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-11682","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-stories-love"],"taxonomy_info":{"category":[{"value":29619,"label":"stories"}]},"featured_image_src_large":["https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/In-The-End-The-Only-Thing-I-Regret-Is-Loving-You-More-Than-I-Loved-Myself.jpg",800,534,false],"author_info":{"display_name":"Tara Brown","author_link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/author\/tara-brown\/"},"comment_info":0,"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\/pt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11682","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/40"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11682"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11682\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/105977"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11682"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11682"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11682"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}