🌳💜Disappointment takes my words away...

🌳💜Disappointment takes my words away... 

It's probably one of the most controversial aspects of my character: 

I keep quiet when I should be talking for hours to explain what hurts me.

But no, 

I'm silent.

Something breaks inside and silence comes.

I find myself hoping that the other person understands what she said or did to hurt me.

Then I remind myself that we are human beings and that sometimes we need someone to explain and correct our mistakes, 

not always committed with the intent to hurt.

I still don't know how to behave.

I still don't know how to draw the line between my fragility and the arrogance of who I'm facing.

I know that when I defend myself, 

I hurt.

And I don't like it. 

I do not want to do it.

The pain experienced in the past has made me less tolerant of those who humiliate with a smile on their faces and plant trees of condemnation in the places where I should sow indifference.

I welcome my sensations, 

I can't deny them yet.

I embrace the prayer of always knowing how to distinguish the eyes of those who, 

like me, 

live with imperfections and vulnerabilities from the eyes of those who yearn for pain and abuse.

I'll grow up like this too,

between the words I can't say and the silences I can't silence... 

💜💖💗💕💓💘💞💝