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<\/p>\nPorque \u00e9 que tenho de ser sempre eu a perder? Porque \u00e9 que tenho de ser sempre eu a ficar no ch\u00e3o, a recolher peda\u00e7os de mim pr\u00f3pria? Porque \u00e9 que acabo sempre magoado, tra\u00eddo e espancado at\u00e9 \u00e0 morte emocional?<\/p>\n
I really don\u2019t understand. There is only one reasonable explanation: I am too damn nice.<\/p>\n
Pessoas pr\u00f3ximas de mim avisaram-me sobre esse meu tra\u00e7o de personalidade. Diziam que seria a minha morte. Sempre pensei que estavam a exagerar. Nunca os levei a s\u00e9rio at\u00e9 me cansar de estar sempre a ser quebrado.<\/p>\n
Sou demasiado compreensivo. Uso o meu cora\u00e7\u00e3o na manga. Sou leal e fi\u00e1vel. Basicamente, quando amo, estou totalmente envolvida e at\u00e9 mais do que isso e h\u00e1 algo de errado nas pessoas que as faz tirar partido disso.<\/p>\n
Acho que sou demasiado simp\u00e1tica em todos os aspectos da minha vida, mas exagero quando se trata de amor, quando se trata dele. <\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
He is the reason I am behaving like I don\u2019t love myself. I guess I was lost in him. All those intense feelings overwhelmed me and I couldn\u2019t think straight.<\/p>\n
E aqui estou eu, mais uma vez no ch\u00e3o, a levantar-me. Mas desta vez estou a juntar as pe\u00e7as de forma diferente. Acabou-se a Menina Simp\u00e1tica, estou farta de tolerar tretas. <\/i><\/b><\/p>\n
Estou farto de dar tudo e n\u00e3o receber nada em troca. <\/b><\/p>\n
Sempre acreditei que o amor devia ser incondicional. Mas agora sei melhor, agora sei que o amor precisa de reciprocidade. O amor tem a ver com dar e receber.<\/p>\n
I can\u2019t tolerate him taking from me anymore. I am exhausted and I have nothing more to give. I am also angry at myself because I have allowed this to get this far.<\/p>\n
Estou farto de fazer um esfor\u00e7o suplementar por algu\u00e9m que n\u00e3o o merece.<\/b><\/p>\n
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I don\u2019t want all the efforts to come from my side. I don\u2019t want to be the one who takes all the initiative. I am done with all the ideias para encontros noturnos<\/span><\/a> e textos giros para ele<\/span><\/a>.<\/p>\n O homem certo apreciaria isso, mas n\u00e3o ele. Ele ignorou tudo o que eu estava a fazer por ele e tomou-o como garantido. Como se tivesse direito a ser tratado como um rei.<\/p>\n I am done with making someone feel special and amazing when they are not doing the same for me. I am done trying for ones who don\u2019t try for me. I am done with apologies that don\u2019t come from the heart. <\/b><\/p>\n I am tired of forgiving him for the same miserable actions countless times. I am tired of believing that he won\u2019t repeat the same mistake once more.<\/p>\n He will. It\u2019s only a matter of time. He will play it nice for a while. He will be the epitome of a perfect boyfriend until I feel safe and calm, and then he will do it all over again.<\/p>\n Estou farto de ignorar o meu instinto. <\/b><\/p>\n Sempre que tinha um mau pressentimento, optava por o ignorar. Dizia a mim pr\u00f3prio que era paranoico, que o meu radar estava desligado e que estava enganado.<\/p>\n This way of thinking would come back to bite me later on. I should have never ignored my gut because I was always right. That\u2019s why when something feels off now, I am trusting my gut, I am not going against my better judgment.<\/p>\n Estou farto de me contentar com menos do que mere\u00e7o. <\/b><\/p>\n I am done with my fear of loneliness. I admit that I had that fear. That\u2019s why I settled for this toxic relationship.<\/p>\n Tinha tanto medo que a minha vida sem ele perdesse todo o sentido. Tinha medo de n\u00e3o voltar a amar. Tinha medo de encontrar algu\u00e9m que fosse pior do que ele.<\/p>\n I will never settle again. I will never again be afraid of being alone; it\u2019s a million times better than being with someone who doesn\u2019t respect you or treat you right.<\/p>\n Estou farto de todos os atrasos. <\/b><\/p>\n Estava sempre \u00e0 espera de alguma coisa quando estava com ele. Estava \u00e0 espera que ele fosse o homem que eu pensava que ele era no fundo.<\/p>\n Esperei que ele me visse, que estivesse presente, que se empenhasse mais. Esperei que ele fosse algu\u00e9m em quem eu pudesse confiar. Esperei por dias calmos e soalheiros, mas tudo o que tive foram tempestades.<\/p>\n I was just deluding myself. I saw a huge heart in someone heartless. I saw goodness where there wasn\u2019t any.<\/p>\n Estou farto de l\u00e1grimas e de tristeza. <\/b><\/p>\n He won\u2019t be the cause of my pain anymore. I won\u2019t dissect his ambiguous words. I won\u2019t listen to his lies. I won\u2019t lose sleep because he had no decency to call or text.<\/p>\n I will never again be with someone like him. I don\u2019t need a man who comes by only when it\u2019s convenient. I don\u2019t need someone who only thinks of himself.<\/p>\n I don\u2019t need somebody who doesn\u2019t care how he makes me feel. I don\u2019t need someone who brings sadness. I am done tolerating his bullshit.<\/p>\n Why do I always have to be the one on the losing side? Why do I always have to be the one on the floor, collecting shattered pieces of myself? Why do I always end up hurt, betrayed and beaten to an emotional death? I really don\u2019t understand. 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\nEstou farto de ser um capacho quando mere\u00e7o ser tratado como um igual. Mere\u00e7o algu\u00e9m que fa\u00e7a um esfor\u00e7o extra por mim tamb\u00e9m. Eu mere\u00e7o reciprocidade.<\/p>\n![\"Acabou-se](\"https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/No-More-Miss-Nice-Girl-I-Am-Done-Tolerating-His-B_llshit-683x1024.jpg\")
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