{"id":14425,"date":"2020-06-13T10:31:18","date_gmt":"2020-06-13T10:31:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/herway.net\/?p=14425"},"modified":"2022-01-17T15:37:16","modified_gmt":"2022-01-17T15:37:16","slug":"nao-se-preocupou-muito","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/nao-se-preocupou-muito\/","title":{"rendered":"Voc\u00ea me tomou por garantido porque eu me preocupei demais"},"content":{"rendered":"

You thought I would stay forever. Didn\u2019t you? You thought no matter what you did or how poorly you treated me, I would always be there, hanging on, hooked on the idea of love.<\/p>\n

A certa altura, eu pr\u00f3prio acreditei nisso. Pensei que n\u00e3o havia nada que me pudesse afastar de ti. Ainda bem que provei que est\u00e1vamos ambos errados.<\/p>\n

Culpei-me durante muito tempo. Pensei que te estava a fazer infeliz. Que era demasiado carente, demasiado pegajosa. Que precisava de me mudar completamente para ser digna de ti.<\/p>\n

E independentemente do que eu fizesse, tinhas sempre um coment\u00e1rio sarc\u00e1stico que me magoava muito.<\/p>\n

You would come and go as you pleased. After a fight, or for no reason at all, you would disappear. You wouldn\u2019t call, you wouldn\u2019t text, you were nowhere to be found.<\/p>\n

My face would be puffy from all the crying and I couldn\u2019t calm my nerves. And as soon as I would make peace that you were not coming back and that that was how we would end, voltaria de novo<\/a>.<\/p>\n

\"mulher<\/p>\n

Mandavas-me mensagens como se nada tivesse acontecido, como se nos tiv\u00e9ssemos visto no dia anterior e nos tiv\u00e9ssemos despedido da melhor forma. Sabias que eu te receberia de volta.<\/p>\n

Sabias que eu estava irremediavelmente triste sem ti. Pensavas que tinhas direito a um lugar na minha vida, fosse como fosse.<\/p>\n

E sempre que voltavas, esfor\u00e7ava-me por te fazer feliz. Tentei ser melhor. Para trabalhar em n\u00f3s. <\/strong><\/p>\n

Para vos dar mais do meu tempo e aten\u00e7\u00e3o. E tu fazias o contr\u00e1rio. Quanto melhor eu era, pior tu eras.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nunca tiveste tempo para mim. As palavras simp\u00e1ticas e os elogios tornaram-se mem\u00f3rias distantes.<\/p>\n

Words of kindness would reappear only when you saw that I had reached my limit and that I couldn\u2019t take it anymore.<\/p>\n

\"homem<\/p>\n

Nunca quiseste fazer nada nem ir a lado nenhum, nem mesmo quando isso era importante para mim.<\/p>\n

If I had a problem I couldn\u2019t come to you with it. If I had it good you would ignore me completely.<\/p>\n

Parecia que a minha felicidade o incomodava. Nunca estavas l\u00e1 para mim, independentemente do que estivesse a acontecer. Nunca me pude apoiar em ti.<\/p>\n

Por outro lado, nunca tiveste problemas com o meu apoio. Estava sempre l\u00e1 para ajudar, ouvir e torcer por ti.<\/p>\n

I know I pulled you out of a dark place so many times. I wouldn\u2019t let you quit. I always believed in you. But you took it as the most natural thing in the world.<\/p>\n

You took all of it for granted. You never felt the urge to give anything back. You didn\u2019t feel like you had to.<\/p>\n

\"mulher<\/p>\n

Levavam-me sem sequer pensar que eu estava ali, que era digno da vossa aten\u00e7\u00e3o. Isso Eu era digno do mesmo amor<\/a> e afeto que eu lhe estava a dar.<\/p>\n

Que eu precisava que cuidasses de mim tanto quanto eu de ti. Nunca te apercebeste disso.<\/p>\n

I guess in a way it\u2019s my fault, though now I am at the point where I don\u2019t blame myself for anything. <\/em><\/p>\n

Mas o meu maior erro foi ter-me preocupado demasiado, Eu amava demasiado<\/a> e dei demasiado a algu\u00e9m indigno de tudo isso. <\/em><\/p>\n

A algu\u00e9m que achava que s\u00f3 porque algu\u00e9m gostava dele t\u00e3o profundamente, tinha o direito de o tratar como lixo.<\/em><\/p>\n

I know that time changes people, I just couldn\u2019t imagine for the life of me that it would change you so negatively.<\/p>\n

\"homem<\/p>\n

You transformed from the perfect boyfriend to a mere shadow of yourself and you became somebody completely different. It\u2019s funny how people you care so much about end up being the ones who hurt you the most.<\/p>\n

Acho que a dor \u00e9 maior por causa disso.<\/p>\n

Felizmente, a dada altura, apercebi-me que estava sozinha mesmo quando estava contigo. Que estava triste quando estava contigo. <\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Que eu j\u00e1 n\u00e3o sabia o que era a felicidade gra\u00e7as a ti. Que aqueles dias felizes que partilh\u00e1mos fazem parte de uma hist\u00f3ria antiga.<\/strong> <\/em><\/p>\n

I realized that my heart doesn\u2019t have a switch. That I can\u2019t simply turn it on and off as you come and go from my life. <\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

I couldn\u2019t allow it anymore. So I decided that the next time you left there would be no going back.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

\"mulher<\/p>\n

And I am sticking to it. Now that I look back I can\u2019t believe I allowed myself to go through all of that with you.<\/p>\n

O facto de eu ter permitido que me tratasses como se eu fosse algu\u00e9m \u00e9 completamente irrelevante. Agora queres-me de volta. Mas n\u00e3o h\u00e1 mais volta<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Sei que se te desse mais uma oportunidade, irias desperdi\u00e7\u00e1-la. Sempre o fizeste.<\/p>\n

People like you don\u2019t change for the better. But people like me, on the other hand, do. They care too much so they hurt too much as well.<\/p>\n

Mas, eles curam-se. Aprendem li\u00e7\u00f5es com as m\u00e1s experi\u00eancias e as m\u00e1s rela\u00e7\u00f5es. Ficam mais inteligentes. Tornam-se mais felizes por si pr\u00f3prios.<\/p>\n

\"Voc\u00ea<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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