{"id":7794,"date":"2019-11-01T09:30:59","date_gmt":"2019-11-01T09:30:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/herway.net\/?p=7794"},"modified":"2022-01-19T15:09:18","modified_gmt":"2022-01-19T15:09:18","slug":"odiar-fazer-sentir-culpa","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/odiar-fazer-sentir-culpa\/","title":{"rendered":"I Hate You For Making Me Feel Feel It Was All My Fault"},"content":{"rendered":"

Para o meu <\/span>Favorito <\/span><\/i>Monstro,<\/span><\/p>\n

I wish I could say I don\u2019t feel a thing toward you. I wish I could say you can\u2019t get to me anymore, but, unfortunately, I\u2019m not one of those women who can find the strength to forgive their abusers in order to move on. <\/span><\/p>\n

I don\u2019t forgive you and I can\u2019t let go of the things you did to me. I still get shivers when I remember the things you did to me and the things I let you do to me. I hate you for it.<\/span><\/p>\n

Even though I know better now, I\u2019m going to ask myself for the rest of my life why I wasn\u2019t good enough. <\/span><\/p>\n

I still wonder if I\u2019m ever going to be able to shake the feeling that all of it is my fault and if I\u2019m ever going to stop apologizing for the things I am not guilty of. <\/span><\/p>\n

Fizeste-me sentir completamente in\u00fatil. Arruinaste-me emocionalmente ao fazeres-te de v\u00edtima das circunst\u00e2ncias que criaste e fazendo-me sentir como se eu fosse<\/a> o monstro. <\/b><\/p>\n

You blamed me for you going out and drinking every night. It was my fault you showed up late, smelling of another woman\u2019s perfume. <\/span><\/p>\n

Because if I had been good enough, you would\u2019ve never done something like that. <\/span><\/p>\n

You made me out to be a lunatic whenever I wanted to know where you\u2019d been. <\/b>Fizeste-me sentir como se eu fosse a louca<\/a> quando expliquei que nunca pass\u00e1vamos tempo juntos, que eu j\u00e1 n\u00e3o era a tua prioridade, e disseste que a culpa era minha quando deixaste de me amar. <\/span><\/p>\n

And then, after you\u2019d said your fair share of words that cut my heart like knives, you\u2019d leave and I\u2019d stay sobbing on the floor, asking myself how I got there. <\/span><\/p>\n

The truth is, you came across as a truly nice person and that\u2019s why I held on so long. <\/b>I held on and held on and I couldn\u2019t let go until there was only letting go left. <\/span><\/p>\n

At\u00e9 Acabei num pesadelo<\/a>, one from which I couldn\u2019t wake up. The worst part of that nightmare was the fact that the monster who haunted me was actually the man I loved.<\/span><\/p>\n

Nobody ever told me that monsters are real. Nobody ever told me that they look like people. Nobody warned me you\u2019d turn into a monster the minute I fell for you. <\/span><\/p>\n

But that was how the things needed to develop so that you\u2019d have so much power over me. You needed me to love you in order for you to be able to have me under your feet, incapable of getting up.<\/span><\/p>\n

Ver tamb\u00e9m:<\/strong> 5 maneiras de como os narcisistas o for\u00e7am a sair do seu relacionamento<\/a><\/p>\n

I am so mad at myself for being so nice, for apologizing for the things I didn\u2019t do, for making you my life, for being dependent on you, for wasting my time on you, for forgiving you and missing you when you weren\u2019t around and allowing you to get back with me whenever you wanted, even though I knew better.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\"Rapariga<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I deserved better than being ignored, better than being someone\u2019s punching bag, better than being manipulated and I deserved better than you. <\/b><\/p>\n

I tried to show you how much the things you did to me hurt, but I couldn\u2019t. You never let me. <\/span><\/p>\n

But if I had been to able to show you how much you hurt me, you\u2019d have never had the courage to look me in the eye again. Maybe that was the main reason you never wanted to hear how I felt. <\/span><\/p>\n

Talvez seja por isso que nunca me deixaste contar-te as coisas que me fizeste. <\/span><\/p>\n

Disse-me que eu era culpado de tudo e que tinha sido eu a pedi-las. <\/b>You told me I shouldn\u2019t have been so sensitive or stupid or naive. You left me emotionally drained, confused and feeling useless. Each time you came after me, I felt like the rug was being pulled out from under me and there was nothing I could do about it. Nothing I ever did was right and I was blamed for all your mistakes. <\/span><\/p>\n

A parte feia \u00e9 que eu queria que fosses meu. Queria-te, apesar de saber o quanto me do\u00eda estar contigo. Alistei-me para ser torturado, porque tinha demasiado medo de te perder. <\/span><\/p>\n

Tinha medo de te perder at\u00e9 que algu\u00e9m me fez perceber que nem tudo o que perco \u00e9 uma perda.<\/a> E perder-te n\u00e3o foi uma perda. Foi uma felicidade. <\/span><\/p>\n

Nunca me senti t\u00e3o poderoso como quando me libertei das tuas correntes.<\/b> Nunca me senti t\u00e3o perdido como quando fiquei sem ti porque n\u00e3o havia ningu\u00e9m para me dizer o que fazer. <\/span><\/p>\n

Despite that, I had never felt more free in my entire life. I was drained and lost and scared, but I knew that no matter what happened to me from that point, it couldn\u2019t be any worse than what I\u2019d already been through. <\/span><\/p>\n

Sei que todos temos de aprender algumas li\u00e7\u00f5es na vida e tu, meu <\/span>querido <\/span><\/i>monstro, foram a li\u00e7\u00e3o muito pior<\/a> que alguma vez me aconteceu. Arrependo-me muito desta li\u00e7\u00e3o e sinto-me envergonhado por ter permitido que fizesses de mim o teu fantoche durante tanto tempo. <\/span><\/p>\n

Mas j\u00e1 chega. N\u00e3o h\u00e1 mais.<\/span><\/p>\n

The monster in you created somebody so strong that you can\u2019t even wrap your head around it. Even though I get shivers from flashbacks of the times when we were together, I am not afraid of you.<\/p>\n

You can\u2019t blame me for anything anymore. You can’t torture me and you can’t bring me down.<\/p>\n

Esta rapariga acordou do seu pior pesadelo. J\u00e1 n\u00e3o tens poder sobre mim.<\/p>\n

Tem uma vida boa e muito distanciada, longe de mim,
\nDe \"The One That Got Away\".<\/p>\n

\"ODEIO-TE<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

To My Favorite Monster, I wish I could say I don\u2019t feel a thing toward you. I wish I could say you can\u2019t get to me anymore, but, unfortunately, I\u2019m not one of those women who can find the strength to forgive their abusers in order to move on. I don\u2019t forgive you and I…<\/p>","protected":false},"author":40,"featured_media":7795,"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-7794","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\/2017\/11\/averie-woodard-205419.jpg",800,567,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\/7794","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=7794"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7794\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/7795"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7794"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7794"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7794"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}