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Soltar no duele tanto cuando entiendes que siempre llega algo mejor.
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How Much More Can I Give?
It’s strange. When you give so much of yourself to someone, it’s like pieces of you start living in them. And after a while, you start to wonder what’s left for yourself.
I’ve loved before, but I don’t think I’ve ever given like this. With her, I’ve tried harder, stayed longer, fought more gently, forgiven faster. I’ve stood by her side when everything in me was tired. I’ve built bridges out of broken moments and tried to believe they could hold us both.
But lately, I keep asking myself: How much more can I give? How much more can love ask of me before it starts taking pieces that I can’t get back? My peace? My health? My hope?
We spent time together today, small, ordinary moments that should have felt simple. But there’s this quiet ache behind it all, a question I can’t silence: Is this love, or am I just holding on because I don’t know how to let go?
I’ve tried everything I can think of… therapy, patience, faith, time. I keep reaching for a version of us that feels safe again, steady again. But maybe love isn’t supposed to cost this much. Maybe the real test isn’t how much you can give, maybe it’s knowing when you’ve given enough.
And still, I can’t shake the thought that there’s no one else like her. That somehow, this love, messy, heavy, imperfect, might be all I get.
Maybe that’s what makes it so hard to walk away….
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Que ganas de decir esto a la tracalá de gente bruta que veo diariamente
A veces, ser demasiado comprensivo te costará la salud mental. Porque mientras te faltan al respeto, intentas comprender. Mientras te lastiman, intentas comprender. Detente por favor.
- Noah Sebastián.
un besito a quienes me rebloguean y comentan cositas. os quiero, os amo, os adoro ❤️🩹
Que tu salud mental nunca sea el precio que pagues por mantener un vínculo.
Todos quieren amor. Pero no quieren amarse a ellos mismos. Es como buscar ser millonario sin trabajarle un día nadie. Es absurdo.