martes, 30 de septiembre de 2014
Neruda
SABRÁS que no te amo y que te amo
puesto que de dos modos es la vida,
la palabra es un ala del silencio,
el fuego tiene una mitad de frío.
Yo te amo para comenzar a amarte,
para recomenzar el infinito
y para no dejar de amarte nunca:
por eso no te amo todavía.
Te amo y no te amo como si tuviera
en mis manos las llaves de la dicha
y un incierto destino desdichado.
Mi amor tiene dos vidas para amarte.
Por eso te amo cuando no te amo
y por eso te amo cuando te amo.
puesto que de dos modos es la vida,
la palabra es un ala del silencio,
el fuego tiene una mitad de frío.
Yo te amo para comenzar a amarte,
para recomenzar el infinito
y para no dejar de amarte nunca:
por eso no te amo todavía.
Te amo y no te amo como si tuviera
en mis manos las llaves de la dicha
y un incierto destino desdichado.
Mi amor tiene dos vidas para amarte.
Por eso te amo cuando no te amo
y por eso te amo cuando te amo.
lunes, 29 de septiembre de 2014
sábado, 27 de septiembre de 2014
love story
"These are two beautiful young people who got engaged when she was thirteen and he was eighteen. Lived in a village of woodcutters next to a mountain. He was tall, lean and muscular, as he had learned to be a lumberjack from . childhood She was blonde, long hair, both reaching to the waist, was heavenly, beautiful and wonderful eyes ..
The story that had novitiate with the complicity of all the people. Until one day, when she was eighteen and he twenty, the whole town made arrangements to help both married.
Les was given a hut, with a plot of trees so he could work as a lumberjack. After marriage they went to live there for the joy of all of them, their families and the people, both had helped in that regard.
And they lived there for every day of a winter, a summer, spring and autumn, really enjoying being together. When the first anniversary approached, she felt she had to do something to show him her deep love. She thought him a gift that meant this. A new ax relate everything to work; Sweatshirt fabric not convince her because she had already woven pullovers on other occasions; a meal was not enough agasajo ...
He decided to go down to town to see what I could find there and began to walk the streets. However, much to walk could not find anything that was important and that she could buy with coins, weeks before, had been saving for returned purchases thinking that the anniversary was approaching.
Passing a jewelry, the only one in town, saw a beautiful gold chain exposed in the window. Then he remembered that there was one material object that he truly loved, he considered valuable. It was a gold watch that his grandfather had given him before he died. From childhood, he kept the watch in a suede pouch, which always left beside his bed. Every night opened the bedside table, pulled the suede on that clock, so shined, gave him a bit of rope, was listening to the rope over, again polishing it, and stroked a while he kept back in the case.
She thought, "What a wonderful gift this gold chain for that clock." He went to ask how much value and, at the response, anguish took her by surprise. It was more money than she had imagined, much more than she had been able to gather. I would have to wait three more anniversaries to buy it. But she could not wait that long.
He left town a little sad, thinking what to do to get the money for this. Then he thought of work, but did not know how; and thought and thought, until, passing through the village the only hairdresser, came across a sign that said "natural hair is purchased." And she had that blonde hair, which had not been cut since he was ten, he soon come to ask.
The money they offered him enough to buy gold chain and still left over for a box to store the chain and watch. He did not hesitate. He told the hairdresser:
- "If within three days to sell back my hair, do you buy it me?"
- "Sure," was the answer.
- "So in three days I'll be here."
He returned to the jewelry, let reserved the chain and went home. He said nothing.
On the anniversary, including two a little stronger than usual embraced. Then he went to work and she went down to the people.
They did cut the hair short and then take the money, went to the jewelry. He bought there the gold chain and the wooden box. When he got home, cooked and waited for evening, when he used to return was made.
Unlike other times, illuminating the house when he arrived, this time she dimmed the lights, put only two candles and placed a handkerchief on his head. Because he also loved her hair and she did not want him to realize that he had been cut. There would be time later to explain.
He came. Heavy they hugged and said how much he wanted. Then she reached under the table the wooden box containing the gold chain for his watch. And he went to the closet and pulled away a very large box that told him while she was gone. The box contained two large combs he had bought ... selling gold grandfather clock.
If you believe that love is sacrifice, please do not forget this story. Love is not on us to sacrifice for the other, but to enjoy your life. "
The story that had novitiate with the complicity of all the people. Until one day, when she was eighteen and he twenty, the whole town made arrangements to help both married.
Les was given a hut, with a plot of trees so he could work as a lumberjack. After marriage they went to live there for the joy of all of them, their families and the people, both had helped in that regard.
And they lived there for every day of a winter, a summer, spring and autumn, really enjoying being together. When the first anniversary approached, she felt she had to do something to show him her deep love. She thought him a gift that meant this. A new ax relate everything to work; Sweatshirt fabric not convince her because she had already woven pullovers on other occasions; a meal was not enough agasajo ...
He decided to go down to town to see what I could find there and began to walk the streets. However, much to walk could not find anything that was important and that she could buy with coins, weeks before, had been saving for returned purchases thinking that the anniversary was approaching.
Passing a jewelry, the only one in town, saw a beautiful gold chain exposed in the window. Then he remembered that there was one material object that he truly loved, he considered valuable. It was a gold watch that his grandfather had given him before he died. From childhood, he kept the watch in a suede pouch, which always left beside his bed. Every night opened the bedside table, pulled the suede on that clock, so shined, gave him a bit of rope, was listening to the rope over, again polishing it, and stroked a while he kept back in the case.
She thought, "What a wonderful gift this gold chain for that clock." He went to ask how much value and, at the response, anguish took her by surprise. It was more money than she had imagined, much more than she had been able to gather. I would have to wait three more anniversaries to buy it. But she could not wait that long.
He left town a little sad, thinking what to do to get the money for this. Then he thought of work, but did not know how; and thought and thought, until, passing through the village the only hairdresser, came across a sign that said "natural hair is purchased." And she had that blonde hair, which had not been cut since he was ten, he soon come to ask.
The money they offered him enough to buy gold chain and still left over for a box to store the chain and watch. He did not hesitate. He told the hairdresser:
- "If within three days to sell back my hair, do you buy it me?"
- "Sure," was the answer.
- "So in three days I'll be here."
He returned to the jewelry, let reserved the chain and went home. He said nothing.
On the anniversary, including two a little stronger than usual embraced. Then he went to work and she went down to the people.
They did cut the hair short and then take the money, went to the jewelry. He bought there the gold chain and the wooden box. When he got home, cooked and waited for evening, when he used to return was made.
Unlike other times, illuminating the house when he arrived, this time she dimmed the lights, put only two candles and placed a handkerchief on his head. Because he also loved her hair and she did not want him to realize that he had been cut. There would be time later to explain.
He came. Heavy they hugged and said how much he wanted. Then she reached under the table the wooden box containing the gold chain for his watch. And he went to the closet and pulled away a very large box that told him while she was gone. The box contained two large combs he had bought ... selling gold grandfather clock.
If you believe that love is sacrifice, please do not forget this story. Love is not on us to sacrifice for the other, but to enjoy your life. "
10 effects of love
The couple's love, especially in the early stages of a relationship can be very intense and even life and revolutionize the way you feel someone "says Rodrigo Hagar, psychologist CasaFEN - Integrative Medical Center. Add to how to react and "side effects of love", depend on the characteristics of personality, emotional stability and, of course, previous love story that makes each person. "So, some may experience this hormonal and emotional arousal healthier. While others will be excited but also scared, others obsessed, euphoric, etc. "he says. This emotional intensity that would occur in the first stage of falling in love, for it is expected and necessary, because it is like the gateway to the relationship. "It usually includes many dreams and fantasies of happiness with someone else. The other seems that fills a void in our lives, we revolutionizes sexually and promises an emotional stability. All that awakens naturally much enthusiasm, "he says. However, to speak of the "side effects of love," the doctor of psychology at the University of Chile, Sebastián León proposes to understand love as a metaphor for a "drug" that should be used cautiously. "Is that activates neural centers in the limbic system, linked to the 'rewards', they are activated by the consumption of alcohol, snuff and other addictive substances," he explains. Also, note that infatuation leads to increased secretion of oxytocin, the hormone of love and attachment, also present in orgasm, and there is an increase in the release of dopamine, the neurotransmitter of pleasure, which acts on the prefrontal cortex associated with cognition, which increases heart rate and blood pressure. "The latter helps to explain the feeling of euphoria, anesthesia pain, change in the rhythm of heartbeats that encompasses the couple and dilated, all specific features of biological side effects of being in love," he says. However, warns Sebastian Leon, that love should not be reduced only to biochemical processes in contemporary neurobiology because the brain is recognized as an indissoluble interpersonal relational phenomenon of shared experience.
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While not true in all cases, is a fairly repetitive pattern. In fact, sometimes reaches awakening similar to those of obsessive-compulsive disorder traits in the person thinks your partner much of the day and get to feel this as something invasive. In other cases, the need for other nearby can even lead to dysfunctional behavior, such as losing concentration and spent the whole time thinking about that special person. Produces euphoria [[OBJECT]] On a biological level, infatuation can function as an addiction. Psychologically, the couple meets the illusions of love and the relationship has little time and not much is known, the mind takes place for all kinds of dreams fulfilled, causing a feeling of accomplishment that, sooner or later, comes into play with actually. As the full effects of falling in love, this euphoria may occur at different levels of intensity, and can be healthy,
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Change the tone
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has to do with the deployment of tenderness in the relationship. As privacy is great and the formalities of adulthood are outside the bedroom, a physical intimacy that looks like he had with his parents as a boy or girl is achieved and there is some regression to infantile behavior, which is perfectly normal and expected to some extent. However, it is dangerous when this aspect permeates other areas. We need to develop a more mature adult and tenderness and not trapped in a childish position.
The blind love
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sends Passion over reason. In a first step, the main strength of bond is the desire, which from the earliest stages of our life, in a biological level, is associated with the immediate emotional and sexual satisfaction level. Then, spend much time thinking about someone who fulfills those desires. And like most things you think about this new couple, often associated with future illusion or fantasy, then you could get away from everyday affairs and become little judicious.
Dilated pupils
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Some research suggests that pupil dilation is related to intense emotional states, like being in love, for example. Fearless, brave and courageous [[OBJECT]] This reaction involves the ability to impress. It works more like a courtship and is also given in the consolidated couples. It has been seen that face attractive women in general, men become more tense and could take more risks to get their attention and convey this sense of protection, control, physical prowess, etc.
Upload esteem [[OBJECT]]
Infatuation is very useful to reencantarse with physical sensations, sexuality and self-esteem, satisfaction of desire and feeling to have someone who wants it. If it evolves, will also serve as a reference for identity, because "the other" in the way they want to, talk to you. Therefore it is important not to stay in the front door and dare to know the inner world of your partner, and know yourself well in that period.
The 10 effects tips Container Love stun him
[[OBJECT]]
While not true in all cases, is a fairly repetitive pattern. In fact, sometimes reaches awakening similar to those of obsessive-compulsive disorder traits in the person thinks your partner much of the day and get to feel this as something invasive. In other cases, the need for other nearby can even lead to dysfunctional behavior, such as losing concentration and spent the whole time thinking about that special person. Produces euphoria [[OBJECT]] On a biological level, infatuation can function as an addiction. Psychologically, the couple meets the illusions of love and the relationship has little time and not much is known, the mind takes place for all kinds of dreams fulfilled, causing a feeling of accomplishment that, sooner or later, comes into play with actually. As the full effects of falling in love, this euphoria may occur at different levels of intensity, and can be healthy,
as well as harmful. Relieves pain
[[OBJECT]]
Besides the explanation for the release of dopamine, one must know that, in essence, humans are relational beings. The emotional, physical and cognitive health depends heavily on how cultivama their links with others. One of the primary sources of well-being is the ability to love and relate intimately with others. From studies of neuroscience, for example, pain or amount of cerebral blood flow, have an inescapable connection with how he thinks, decides and feels about others.
You walk slower
[[OBJECT]]
That's empathy and the power of intimacy in a relationship. Love has an intimate, delicate and tender space, with slower and more flexible than having, for example, riding on the street rushed times. Then, this relationship also requires that mutuality and that contact when in public spaces, slower walking helps maintain that connection. It is as if the stability of the couple outside a water container that held together both when walking and keeps you calm and the water will not get lost, walk to a shared rhythm.
Heart rate encompasses
[[OBJECT]]
This occurs when a relationship is very intimate. For example, in sex, in which bodies are attached, are synchronized emotional tones of both partners. Spontaneous laughter and this "playful" aspect that has also loving intimacy arises. This same effect heartbeat is also observed in newborn babies when put into the chest of the mother. It is a very beautiful phenomenon and realize how crucial it is the ability to connect with others to grow and mature.
Change the tone
[[OBJECT]]
has to do with the deployment of tenderness in the relationship. As privacy is great and the formalities of adulthood are outside the bedroom, a physical intimacy that looks like he had with his parents as a boy or girl is achieved and there is some regression to infantile behavior, which is perfectly normal and expected to some extent. However, it is dangerous when this aspect permeates other areas. We need to develop a more mature adult and tenderness and not trapped in a childish position.
The blind love
[[OBJECT]]
sends Passion over reason. In a first step, the main strength of bond is the desire, which from the earliest stages of our life, in a biological level, is associated with the immediate emotional and sexual satisfaction level. Then, spend much time thinking about someone who fulfills those desires. And like most things you think about this new couple, often associated with future illusion or fantasy, then you could get away from everyday affairs and become little judicious.
Dilated pupils
[[OBJECT]]
Some research suggests that pupil dilation is related to intense emotional states, like being in love, for example. Fearless, brave and courageous [[OBJECT]] This reaction involves the ability to impress. It works more like a courtship and is also given in the consolidated couples. It has been seen that face attractive women in general, men become more tense and could take more risks to get their attention and convey this sense of protection, control, physical prowess, etc.
Upload esteem [[OBJECT]]
Infatuation is very useful to reencantarse with physical sensations, sexuality and self-esteem, satisfaction of desire and feeling to have someone who wants it. If it evolves, will also serve as a reference for identity, because "the other" in the way they want to, talk to you. Therefore it is important not to stay in the front door and dare to know the inner world of your partner, and know yourself well in that period.
miércoles, 24 de septiembre de 2014
I will not Forget
I have tried many ways to get this love in me for you but I failed I've tried to forget in other arms with other kisses but nothing has served to destroy this big love to you I'm sorry. You taught me to love you tell me how to forget you I still love .TE even after everything you did to me. Even after you pretended to love me. After you said love me when everything was a lie.
I want to tell you my love is bigger than my pride and I'll wait if one day want to return.
Some people say that dreams are the truth of the soul and the heart, they are reflected in all our desires, and those that can not comply, they may be right.
Today awake again, still dream of you. I can not strip me of this, but on second thought do not.
At the moment it is the only way to have you by my side. I can not help thinking that just sleep in you have to dream that you are there.
Every night in my dreams, you show up in different ways, sometimes as my love and sometimes as my best friend, but it's always the same person. Actually yet which of the two will choose not to continue dreaming.
It is a very difficult decision because you can add or subtract many things of real importance.
I've noticed that even in my own dreams and sometimes I can not get close to face. This is inexplicable to me, still do not know why. Tonight I'll have to sleep again so that means I'll dream again. How you will appear today?
That alone will I know when I wake up in the morning. Either way you do you'll be there again and I will not know what to do once more.
On one hand I want to forget my love for you, but on the other, I love you more and more.
Ya see with my heart, but it gave me an answer which I do not think I'll answer. We do not know what to do and also not to turn to me for advice ...
My love, you only wish you are well ... you know? Each star appears in the sky is a I love you.
I do not want to leave you, for anything or anyone, I wanna be with you as are the sand and the sea, the sky and every star in it ... We've been through so many things I've learned that I can not be without you, without seeing you, hearing your voice for long.
Do not want to lose you forever, and it's actually a terrible fear that I have. My love, my every words of love are just yours.
You're important to me, as is the air I breathe and the blood that runs through my veins. You are my life, for is you, who gives me reason to exist ...
Now that I've lost, it's like losing my life, and the desire to return love, because I know I could never love another as I love you you.
Do not risk everything for nothing. To achieve a dream you fight and pursued, given dedication and time, and that dream we had to be together ... always had to look after him and keep him alive, with every detail, every gesture, and every action.
Do not open one in this world who loves you like I love you, I assure you.
Nobody has lived and past you, all things for which we have passed. You know it.
Time is my greatest friend, because I'm honest, and I know what I want is you, only you, now and forever. Thanks for teaching me to discover why every human being wants, happiness ...
I want to tell you my love is bigger than my pride and I'll wait if one day want to return.
Some people say that dreams are the truth of the soul and the heart, they are reflected in all our desires, and those that can not comply, they may be right.
Today awake again, still dream of you. I can not strip me of this, but on second thought do not.
At the moment it is the only way to have you by my side. I can not help thinking that just sleep in you have to dream that you are there.
Every night in my dreams, you show up in different ways, sometimes as my love and sometimes as my best friend, but it's always the same person. Actually yet which of the two will choose not to continue dreaming.
It is a very difficult decision because you can add or subtract many things of real importance.
I've noticed that even in my own dreams and sometimes I can not get close to face. This is inexplicable to me, still do not know why. Tonight I'll have to sleep again so that means I'll dream again. How you will appear today?
That alone will I know when I wake up in the morning. Either way you do you'll be there again and I will not know what to do once more.
On one hand I want to forget my love for you, but on the other, I love you more and more.
Ya see with my heart, but it gave me an answer which I do not think I'll answer. We do not know what to do and also not to turn to me for advice ...
My love, you only wish you are well ... you know? Each star appears in the sky is a I love you.
I do not want to leave you, for anything or anyone, I wanna be with you as are the sand and the sea, the sky and every star in it ... We've been through so many things I've learned that I can not be without you, without seeing you, hearing your voice for long.
Do not want to lose you forever, and it's actually a terrible fear that I have. My love, my every words of love are just yours.
You're important to me, as is the air I breathe and the blood that runs through my veins. You are my life, for is you, who gives me reason to exist ...
Now that I've lost, it's like losing my life, and the desire to return love, because I know I could never love another as I love you you.
Do not risk everything for nothing. To achieve a dream you fight and pursued, given dedication and time, and that dream we had to be together ... always had to look after him and keep him alive, with every detail, every gesture, and every action.
Do not open one in this world who loves you like I love you, I assure you.
Nobody has lived and past you, all things for which we have passed. You know it.
Time is my greatest friend, because I'm honest, and I know what I want is you, only you, now and forever. Thanks for teaching me to discover why every human being wants, happiness ...
martes, 23 de septiembre de 2014
Let from the pain!
You turn to find your old friend, pain. You've been through situations where the heart has become like shattered: they have abandoned, cheated, have betrayed your trust ... these situations are repeated, your anchors pain again fired with the same intensity as in the past ... I shudder just realize you're going to fall into that dark pit called searing pain ... are you willing to go through it last? Yeah? So come with me ...
The repetitive situations that occur in our lives are trying to teach us something. Perhaps you find you've fallen in love with someone who is cheating. Or you've been abandoned again by someone you trusted. You have been lied ... again. What do you have to learn from that? What are you projecting yourself you attract such partners into your life? Are you repeating a familiar story or something of your own person than not you realize or do not want to see?
And how do you understand the message you want to give your unconscious through repetitive behavior, if the pain does not stop, overwhelms you and allow you to move forward? This technique combines the method to remove a pain I learned from John Grinder in their Master Certification in NLP with a pinch of Milton Erickson techniques.It works wonders! Well, relax, sit quite comfortable, breathe deeply a few times and start the journey to wellness ... First of all, I have a question for you: Are you willing to travel on this type of pain last? Yeah? This decision is essential to complete the exercise work. When in doubt ... the result will be doubtful.
If you are willing (or willing) to move past the pain and open up to a new present to generate a better future, then, we begin by welcoming you to this feeling.Yes, it is yours, and yours are welcome! If you are here for a reason, so welcome pain! Now, as this is the last time I felt, let's intensify, we make it big, we give more sound, you expand all the submodalities of size, volume and feel you want. More and more. If you feel any discomfort associated with this great pain on the physical plane, for example, chest tightness or reddened nose from time to mourn, too intensifícalos. More and more.
Now, ask yourself (ie, your unconscious) and relaxed as you are right now, what you want to change this great pain goes away? Stay a few minutes sitting, quiet, with eyes closed, and think again about the question you just did: what do you want to change so that the pain goes away? Are likely to receive a signal in the form of something you see, hear or feel it, pay close attention while you're still relaxing. It can be anything, a color, a feeling somewhere in the body, a few words.
Stay a few minutes as well, breathing quietly. And get pictures of anything you see, hear or feel right now you are answering your questions, pay attention to it, and also the answer will come by itself in the next week, in the coming days, I do not know exactly when and your unconscious does know, maybe the next Tuesday or Friday, you will receive a clear and unambiguous signal of what you need to change so that the pain goes away.
Follow relaxed some more. Take a deep breath. Say hello to pain, say goodbye! one last time and see how you feel rather relieved. Over the day you will notice amazing changes in your habitual behaviors that will surprise you pleasantly.
The repetitive situations that occur in our lives are trying to teach us something. Perhaps you find you've fallen in love with someone who is cheating. Or you've been abandoned again by someone you trusted. You have been lied ... again. What do you have to learn from that? What are you projecting yourself you attract such partners into your life? Are you repeating a familiar story or something of your own person than not you realize or do not want to see?
And how do you understand the message you want to give your unconscious through repetitive behavior, if the pain does not stop, overwhelms you and allow you to move forward? This technique combines the method to remove a pain I learned from John Grinder in their Master Certification in NLP with a pinch of Milton Erickson techniques.It works wonders! Well, relax, sit quite comfortable, breathe deeply a few times and start the journey to wellness ... First of all, I have a question for you: Are you willing to travel on this type of pain last? Yeah? This decision is essential to complete the exercise work. When in doubt ... the result will be doubtful.
If you are willing (or willing) to move past the pain and open up to a new present to generate a better future, then, we begin by welcoming you to this feeling.Yes, it is yours, and yours are welcome! If you are here for a reason, so welcome pain! Now, as this is the last time I felt, let's intensify, we make it big, we give more sound, you expand all the submodalities of size, volume and feel you want. More and more. If you feel any discomfort associated with this great pain on the physical plane, for example, chest tightness or reddened nose from time to mourn, too intensifícalos. More and more.
Now, ask yourself (ie, your unconscious) and relaxed as you are right now, what you want to change this great pain goes away? Stay a few minutes sitting, quiet, with eyes closed, and think again about the question you just did: what do you want to change so that the pain goes away? Are likely to receive a signal in the form of something you see, hear or feel it, pay close attention while you're still relaxing. It can be anything, a color, a feeling somewhere in the body, a few words.
Stay a few minutes as well, breathing quietly. And get pictures of anything you see, hear or feel right now you are answering your questions, pay attention to it, and also the answer will come by itself in the next week, in the coming days, I do not know exactly when and your unconscious does know, maybe the next Tuesday or Friday, you will receive a clear and unambiguous signal of what you need to change so that the pain goes away.
Follow relaxed some more. Take a deep breath. Say hello to pain, say goodbye! one last time and see how you feel rather relieved. Over the day you will notice amazing changes in your habitual behaviors that will surprise you pleasantly.
Love and pain
It costs you establish a deep relationship with someone, but what's wish is to have a steady partner with whom to share your life and plan a future of two. But the single image as idyllic situation causes you fear, insecurity, you feel too vulnerable, afraid you suffer ... You know you have rooted love and pain in the same place?
Traumatic experiences mark our lives, whether we remember them or not know what caused the. Are known as "negative anchors": we see a painting that reminds us of a sad moment, or hear a song that transports us to another painful situation, even a perfume can make you remember someone who is no longer with us. Some are well marked and were triggered by situations we have very present: the loss of a loved one, abandonment, deception. There are others who do not remember and also have a powerful effect on how we act here and now.
Those who have gone through such experiences develop the ability to dissociate emotionally difficult situations that somehow or require our emotional engagement, and so we create the structure of our personality. We are successful in different areas of life, such as professional or academic, perhaps even popular with our friends or community we are, but we lack the tools to build a solid partner tools because we fear or panic suffer if we engage much love from someone, we have already experienced. We anchors that trigger unconscious level, so much so that to dissociate the idea of pain that we cause a rupture or a deception if we give our heart to another person we are decoupling the possibility to fully fall in love. Our unconscious love and pain simultaneously anchored in at some point.
STEPS
What is the way back to a happy and fulfilling life? You've taken the first step, you've noticed, on a conscious level, what is happening.
The second step is to return to the previous situation that caused you might associate love and pain. I mean, remember how you were before when you were a kid or younger and did not have these conflicts? What you do is go back to that initial state of capacity to love, trust and fulfillment that at some point in your life you had and then you did the circumstances change. It is important to remember precisely what produced it done, moreover, may consider that it is one and perhaps the traumatic experience was one that you do not remember consciously, but your unconscious self.
So the aim is to recreate your ability to fully fall in love, you got inside you, intact, into a time in the past. I propose that tomorrow, just for one day, recrees your ability to surprise, to love, to trust you when you were a boy (or girl) .Only morning and one day, open your senses, believes, hopes, loves, dreams, laugh, enjoy ...
And share with me how you do
Traumatic experiences mark our lives, whether we remember them or not know what caused the. Are known as "negative anchors": we see a painting that reminds us of a sad moment, or hear a song that transports us to another painful situation, even a perfume can make you remember someone who is no longer with us. Some are well marked and were triggered by situations we have very present: the loss of a loved one, abandonment, deception. There are others who do not remember and also have a powerful effect on how we act here and now.
Those who have gone through such experiences develop the ability to dissociate emotionally difficult situations that somehow or require our emotional engagement, and so we create the structure of our personality. We are successful in different areas of life, such as professional or academic, perhaps even popular with our friends or community we are, but we lack the tools to build a solid partner tools because we fear or panic suffer if we engage much love from someone, we have already experienced. We anchors that trigger unconscious level, so much so that to dissociate the idea of pain that we cause a rupture or a deception if we give our heart to another person we are decoupling the possibility to fully fall in love. Our unconscious love and pain simultaneously anchored in at some point.
STEPS
What is the way back to a happy and fulfilling life? You've taken the first step, you've noticed, on a conscious level, what is happening.
The second step is to return to the previous situation that caused you might associate love and pain. I mean, remember how you were before when you were a kid or younger and did not have these conflicts? What you do is go back to that initial state of capacity to love, trust and fulfillment that at some point in your life you had and then you did the circumstances change. It is important to remember precisely what produced it done, moreover, may consider that it is one and perhaps the traumatic experience was one that you do not remember consciously, but your unconscious self.
So the aim is to recreate your ability to fully fall in love, you got inside you, intact, into a time in the past. I propose that tomorrow, just for one day, recrees your ability to surprise, to love, to trust you when you were a boy (or girl) .Only morning and one day, open your senses, believes, hopes, loves, dreams, laugh, enjoy ...
And share with me how you do
Be who you are
Ever felt that doing a certain thing or saying anything special, somehow, you defraudabas? Today I propose that on do not do it, and that you are genuine and true to yourself, to access a better quality of emotional life.
Sometimes self-doubt to what to do in certain circumstances, ask advice from others. This is very good and healthy. The important thing is, after hearing, choose from our own point of view and take responsibility for our decision.
Let what others say influence on us, to the point of betraying our beliefs, not good. If others are bothered by what you say or do, or take it the wrong way, they are within their rights, and you also have the right to express what's bothering you or not handle situations that generate undesirable feelings.
Put aside what we are truly to please others or to be accepted at a cost too high, not worth paying. And finally, the outcome is never desired, since it is so much left in the way, reached the target fades.
Be true to yourself, always. This means, of course, respect others in carrying out your actions, taken into account, do no harm. But, prioritize your needs and desires, and to assert that the best way puedas.Hace few years read a sentence that changed my life for the better. Says 50% of people will love you, whatever you do, and 50% of people will not want, whatever you do. So, it is best to always be yourself. In the short or in the long run, you'll thank.
Sometimes self-doubt to what to do in certain circumstances, ask advice from others. This is very good and healthy. The important thing is, after hearing, choose from our own point of view and take responsibility for our decision.
Let what others say influence on us, to the point of betraying our beliefs, not good. If others are bothered by what you say or do, or take it the wrong way, they are within their rights, and you also have the right to express what's bothering you or not handle situations that generate undesirable feelings.
Put aside what we are truly to please others or to be accepted at a cost too high, not worth paying. And finally, the outcome is never desired, since it is so much left in the way, reached the target fades.
Be true to yourself, always. This means, of course, respect others in carrying out your actions, taken into account, do no harm. But, prioritize your needs and desires, and to assert that the best way puedas.Hace few years read a sentence that changed my life for the better. Says 50% of people will love you, whatever you do, and 50% of people will not want, whatever you do. So, it is best to always be yourself. In the short or in the long run, you'll thank.
To suffer for love?
There is a theory that we do not suffer for love, but unresolved empty when we were younger. Horacio Valsecia Psychologist said "It is absolutely impossible to suffer for love, it suffers from shortcomings and emotional wounds of childhood."
Think about it. Maybe you're not suffering or you have suffered for love, truly. Yes not see your dreams fulfilled, which imagined for years. By enduring treatment you do not deserve to save the couple. Wanting you consider that a certain person in a special way, or you choose as a partner (or partner) life, and you have failed. Focus on what really causes a problem is very useful in order to solve it and start getting past the pain it causes.
If you're in a couple you produce dissatisfaction, at some point you chose, for some reason. Knowing this will allow you to heal what reason necessary. If you feel that love too, but you do not appreciate and get hurt, that is how to relate in a partner, first you precisarías change this harmful belief to pursue a healthier pair bond.
Also, if you've left a lot of side to be with someone or you find yourself in a relationship that makes you happy, what matters is that you dive within yourself to see why you're with this person, do you repeat your family history, do you get actually. The solution is not in the other ("the problem is that calls to me, I do not pay attention, do not give me what I need") but in yourself. I'm not saying it's easy to modify this type of relationship, take charge of your own life and leave suffering behind. What I'm saying is that it is possible and worthwhile.
If you are "stuck" (or trapped) in a troubled relationship and you feel that you suffer for love, you have the key to the solution in your hands. Did you intend to use?
Think about it. Maybe you're not suffering or you have suffered for love, truly. Yes not see your dreams fulfilled, which imagined for years. By enduring treatment you do not deserve to save the couple. Wanting you consider that a certain person in a special way, or you choose as a partner (or partner) life, and you have failed. Focus on what really causes a problem is very useful in order to solve it and start getting past the pain it causes.
If you're in a couple you produce dissatisfaction, at some point you chose, for some reason. Knowing this will allow you to heal what reason necessary. If you feel that love too, but you do not appreciate and get hurt, that is how to relate in a partner, first you precisarías change this harmful belief to pursue a healthier pair bond.
Also, if you've left a lot of side to be with someone or you find yourself in a relationship that makes you happy, what matters is that you dive within yourself to see why you're with this person, do you repeat your family history, do you get actually. The solution is not in the other ("the problem is that calls to me, I do not pay attention, do not give me what I need") but in yourself. I'm not saying it's easy to modify this type of relationship, take charge of your own life and leave suffering behind. What I'm saying is that it is possible and worthwhile.
If you are "stuck" (or trapped) in a troubled relationship and you feel that you suffer for love, you have the key to the solution in your hands. Did you intend to use?
Caída de carnet y recuerdos
THE SAD AND PAINFUL HISTORY LIVED BY ISABEL A TEEN 15 YEARS.
This is the story of a young woman which had a very hard life and after so many years back to find the peace he so missed during part of his life. In 2010, this young woman named Isabel having 15 years thought he was in love with a young man much older than her, he was called Emmanuel was 24 though he knew that being with Isabel was a mistake her heart told her that she had found the love or thought she would change her life forever, in fact, he did, but not in the way he imagined.
They met on a rainy day, walking alone were each one by hand, but fate joined his ways in a very unexpected way. He walked aimlessly, that day had lost a beloved family member, and she was crying inconsolably with his innocence stood in front of him and held his hand inviting him to walk in his company, he accepted without reasons hugged, love was in the air he had joined, they felt a magic that had never felt the love bug had bitten.
From that meeting never were seen again, but one day the fate reunited, Isabel met him at school, apparently this man had come to work there as a teacher of history, she surprised to see him go and greets, Emmanuel is surprised to see her but she likes this reunion.
Since then, both of their lives began to change, believed to be in love, but that relationship was something that was not right, and that was that he was married and lived with his wife, Isabel did not like sharing with Emmanuel another, but love was stronger. One day Emmanuel poses wants her to appear out of school, he asks her to snitch to take her home since the morning his wife was not there.
She accepts the invitation and goes home, here she loses her virginity, all innocence was leaving, she was growing up.
After this act he committed Emmanuel stopped speaking, she looked qualms crying inconsolably her friends, they do not know what to do because they did not go through what Isabel. The shock was far greater, Isabel had a backlog, his life was changed because a new life was growing inside her body 15 years.
The day that her pregnancy was confirmed she goes running to tell
Emmanuel that a child would have, but at the news he leaves without saying a word. Drowned in tears Isabel tells his parents the news, angry and disappointed them of their actions decided the best thing would be to leave, to leave home because they wanted nothing to do with the news that her daughter had confessed to them.
She no place to go decides to seek help from his uncles, they receive it and give it their full support. Their pregnancy had a very hard, had losses that threatened her life and the life of her unborn baby yet she loved inconsolably.
It came the day I was going to give birth to her little baby, Emmanuel appears after nine months and requests, please, do not tell anyone that this baby was his, not wanting his wife found out he was with another, much less that he would have a son, he promised to be present but in his words heard that already was absent. Isabel had her baby, eager to see the directors of the hospital was informed that her baby had been stolen, she looks desperate and called Emmanuel, this does not answer or appear, which meant that he had taken his son.
When he left the clinic first thing he did was look for Emmanuel, he disappeared, at home no longer lived more, had no where to look, so did the report on the disappearance of Thiago Luciano Suarez, his little baby not yet able get their arms.
Your search began to be the reason for their existence, that son who had changed her life, but not having it was even more desperate, with its 15 years she embarks on a journey you'll never want to not find this small being that both it changed his life and that without him, she has no reason to live.
Emmanuel, was responsible for the disappearance of Thiago, he was the one who took it out of the arms of his mother to give it up for adoption to a family that lived in the south, the reason for his action was that he was afraid that his wife and all his family to know he was with a girl much smaller and more he gave was afraid it was discovered that they had a child together.
Likewise his cowardice was what made most feel bad after abandoning his own child anxiety was consuming, that desperation to hide dropped him into a depression that only he understood, but his family still did not understand because I wanted to move so quickly, he was in the south also meant that Isabel never find because I sensed that she had already noticed that he had been responsible for the disappearance of Thiago.
Isabel kept look smaller but still was very difficult for the authorities to listen, his uncles and their guardians were not legally nor the could help so he had no choice but to go for the help of his parents, after many months without contacting the fear that was born in Elizabeth was indescribable, she was afraid that does not want to help but that did not happen, it is just the opposite they were willing to help and asked forgiveness for having thrown so that time when she made known to them your pregnancy.
Isabel's parents hired a lawyer friend to look for Emmanuel since there was almost no doubt that he had brought.
Time passed, Thiago grew beside a family that was not hers, not knowing that all his real family was looking for him relentlessly.
Instead, Emmanuel thought was right, without stopping to reason that it was not the best place for Thiago was to be with his mother Isabel his fault that she was suffering from the absence of their young son.
The hours passed, days passed, months passed years without news of Thiago, nevertheless Isabel never lost hope that one day he would find his son. Then came the day of reunion with Emmanuel, he was captured by police in a trade and was moved south was Buenos Aires. There he was reunited with Isabel she still felt appreciation towards him until he confessed that he had been responsible for everything from the moment Isabel erased any feeling that he could feel in his heart.
Although Emmanuel confessed the truth, do not know where it was Thiago because when he left, he did not bother to find out where they were taking, he left it and not heard from again. Isabel whenever she felt worse, so we asked to speak to him alone to ask why ripped arms to his son why he gave his own son, she that asked every day and every hour, he had the opportunity to ask him but he just said it out of fear.
Justice could not do anything against him, because even though there confessed, like it or had no rights because he was the father and therefore can not judge. Those who did do was put him in prison on bail for lying and snatched the child to the mother, but his bail was paid and he was released. Isabel after this news was so upset, I could not believe that after what he did was quiet as usual.
One morning, Isabel was leaving his house when suddenly Emmanuel, on the corner waiting to tell him how very sorry he was and that he wanted to help her find Thiago, because ultimately it was his son. Isabel accepts the help though is unforgiving and clarifies that once you find him he would not have the right, on her part, to see Thiago.
Emmanuel accept its terms because they do not feel the need to see it, because I never wanted to have that child, especially now that his marriage was destroyed because of all the past, his wife found out and could not forgive him, he feels that life is not makes sense now, but want to rebuild it, but you feel guilty for having stolen the baby and have given up for adoption without the consent of the mother and feels that it will not let you sleep in peace, so we decided to help Elizabeth to find that baby and 3 years.The search is becoming more profound, Isabel is more hopeful than ever, she was sure he would find his son. Elizabeth and Emmanuel, sat down one day and spoke clearly, she confessed she was in love with him and he stated that he did not understand why he did such a thing, instead he confessed he felt something strong for her but it was no more than a fad,
also told him that after making love to her understood that the relationship was impossible something was not right so decided to finish it but that son ruined everything, she instead told him that Thiago had changed his life, but to really well because he loved him as he will never love again, and reproached her fault that she did not have it and I felt a huge void. Emmanuel broke and began to mourn as he had never cried in his life, Elizabeth felt remorse but that was not enough to forgive him.
A call hits Elizabeth, apparently his son had been out of the country and the lawyer explained that it was now almost impossible to find and impossible was because Thiago was adopted illegally which means that there was no record of who adopted and much less where he was taken. Isabel was devastated this news the overwhelmed, thinking he would never see his young son, made her hate much to Emmanuel.
This, he felt very guilty and could not forgive him, had three suicide attempts until he succeeded, he left a letter explaining each of his feelings:
Isabel:
I know this letter is in vain because you'll never forgive me what I did, in fact, no attainment forgive me for that I do I was so stupid to think that son ruined my life. I'm tired of not apologize even though I know I'll never have I I'll keep asking, sorry.
Though not believe I loved you so much and I was really scared at the thought that my life would change with that child not looking, I admit that I always dreamed of having a child but not, not with you, because you were a girl, well you're a baby still for me, a baby mother that's what hurts me that you ruined your life, you did not have to blame for anything, I incite you to do what you did to jugaras for me, but as you will account was not worth valgus the pena.Perdóname all, I apologize for having stolen adolescence, life and our son, I never tire of telling you to forgive me yet I still love you if you can believe me, I wish you a lifetime of happiness and hopefully find you achieve Thiago
Many kisses forgive. Emmanuel.
Isabel kept reading that letter that both impacted, though she hated something inside said that despite everything forgiven, but could not say out loud because forgive the person who stole what you love is very difficult to accept, but she felt she truly regretted why he committed suicide but also saw him as a coward for killing yourself well, and desire to forgive went whenever he thought it that way.
She resigned herself to find her son, but inside a droplet of hope remained. He began to reassemble his life, the years passed, Isabel managed to raise a family, that family he wanted.
It was the second time mom and this son filled the emptiness I felt about losing her little baby years ago, I had a baby girl called Isis which Luciana Benitez.
This daughter had with her husband Stephen, filled his life although much been 15 years since the disappearance of Thiago research but was still almost nobody was aware of it. One night house call Isabel and give you the news that Thiago found, she surprised her husband hugged and gave him the news, he took full of happiness to the meeting place.
When they arrived, they found a teenager named Lucas, Isabel hugged him and could not believe that at last I had found, apparently Thiago lived in a family of big money and lacked nothing, much less affection, as was thought Thiago not really believed what they said, and cried out that he wanted to go with his family, which he was not her mother Isabel and asked forgiveness, but he said it was not his fault that have separated, he was only a baby was stolen from the hands of his mother and was given up for adoption to another family, and although it hurts Thiago Isabel is his biological son but not the heart to him, she is a complete unknown.
Isabel wept profusely and said why is this happening? Why are ripped from my arms? Thiago, did something that calmed down, gave him a big hug and told him that after all he was going to keep watching but did not intend to call her mom because he already has a mom and even if it hurts that's the truth.
Isabel was able to find his son, but unfortunately the baby you lost, grew and gave him to understand that he wants to keep seeing but that he will never be your mother, that Isabella will hurt a lot but managed to cope with the force that gave her little 3 year old daughter, she called her mom if Elizabeth and that's filled with happiness.
Life gave him blows knew but one day reward, but suffered much also had many opportunities to laugh, but fate played a trick well known to fill those empty spaces inside wearing. When you make mistakes, mistakes will turn against, Isabel made a very big mistake was falling in love with a forbidden man, this man named Emmanuel ruined part of his life for cowardice around him, for the evil that was to wrest a newborn baby from the hands of his mother.
Although Elizabeth never forgave him, nor understood the reasons for their actions, that baby changed her life plunged in sorrow when losing, until the day I die take in his heart; although it now has reason to live, that pain does not leave the bed, hopefully one day can leave that Isabel deep pain this man caused so much hurt her, she is strong and will be able to leave the force she has anyone feel accomplished, she's a real fighter, he fought the world when it was against him and managed to win battles than anyone would so much Isabel and has to sleep in peace.
May all come to think the same way I reflected
They met on a rainy day, walking alone were each one by hand, but fate joined his ways in a very unexpected way. He walked aimlessly, that day had lost a beloved family member, and she was crying inconsolably with his innocence stood in front of him and held his hand inviting him to walk in his company, he accepted without reasons hugged, love was in the air he had joined, they felt a magic that had never felt the love bug had bitten.
From that meeting never were seen again, but one day the fate reunited, Isabel met him at school, apparently this man had come to work there as a teacher of history, she surprised to see him go and greets, Emmanuel is surprised to see her but she likes this reunion.
Since then, both of their lives began to change, believed to be in love, but that relationship was something that was not right, and that was that he was married and lived with his wife, Isabel did not like sharing with Emmanuel another, but love was stronger. One day Emmanuel poses wants her to appear out of school, he asks her to snitch to take her home since the morning his wife was not there.
She accepts the invitation and goes home, here she loses her virginity, all innocence was leaving, she was growing up.
After this act he committed Emmanuel stopped speaking, she looked qualms crying inconsolably her friends, they do not know what to do because they did not go through what Isabel. The shock was far greater, Isabel had a backlog, his life was changed because a new life was growing inside her body 15 years.
The day that her pregnancy was confirmed she goes running to tell
Emmanuel that a child would have, but at the news he leaves without saying a word. Drowned in tears Isabel tells his parents the news, angry and disappointed them of their actions decided the best thing would be to leave, to leave home because they wanted nothing to do with the news that her daughter had confessed to them.
She no place to go decides to seek help from his uncles, they receive it and give it their full support. Their pregnancy had a very hard, had losses that threatened her life and the life of her unborn baby yet she loved inconsolably.
It came the day I was going to give birth to her little baby, Emmanuel appears after nine months and requests, please, do not tell anyone that this baby was his, not wanting his wife found out he was with another, much less that he would have a son, he promised to be present but in his words heard that already was absent. Isabel had her baby, eager to see the directors of the hospital was informed that her baby had been stolen, she looks desperate and called Emmanuel, this does not answer or appear, which meant that he had taken his son.
When he left the clinic first thing he did was look for Emmanuel, he disappeared, at home no longer lived more, had no where to look, so did the report on the disappearance of Thiago Luciano Suarez, his little baby not yet able get their arms.
Your search began to be the reason for their existence, that son who had changed her life, but not having it was even more desperate, with its 15 years she embarks on a journey you'll never want to not find this small being that both it changed his life and that without him, she has no reason to live.
Emmanuel, was responsible for the disappearance of Thiago, he was the one who took it out of the arms of his mother to give it up for adoption to a family that lived in the south, the reason for his action was that he was afraid that his wife and all his family to know he was with a girl much smaller and more he gave was afraid it was discovered that they had a child together.
Likewise his cowardice was what made most feel bad after abandoning his own child anxiety was consuming, that desperation to hide dropped him into a depression that only he understood, but his family still did not understand because I wanted to move so quickly, he was in the south also meant that Isabel never find because I sensed that she had already noticed that he had been responsible for the disappearance of Thiago.
Isabel kept look smaller but still was very difficult for the authorities to listen, his uncles and their guardians were not legally nor the could help so he had no choice but to go for the help of his parents, after many months without contacting the fear that was born in Elizabeth was indescribable, she was afraid that does not want to help but that did not happen, it is just the opposite they were willing to help and asked forgiveness for having thrown so that time when she made known to them your pregnancy.
Isabel's parents hired a lawyer friend to look for Emmanuel since there was almost no doubt that he had brought.
Time passed, Thiago grew beside a family that was not hers, not knowing that all his real family was looking for him relentlessly.
Instead, Emmanuel thought was right, without stopping to reason that it was not the best place for Thiago was to be with his mother Isabel his fault that she was suffering from the absence of their young son.
The hours passed, days passed, months passed years without news of Thiago, nevertheless Isabel never lost hope that one day he would find his son. Then came the day of reunion with Emmanuel, he was captured by police in a trade and was moved south was Buenos Aires. There he was reunited with Isabel she still felt appreciation towards him until he confessed that he had been responsible for everything from the moment Isabel erased any feeling that he could feel in his heart.
Although Emmanuel confessed the truth, do not know where it was Thiago because when he left, he did not bother to find out where they were taking, he left it and not heard from again. Isabel whenever she felt worse, so we asked to speak to him alone to ask why ripped arms to his son why he gave his own son, she that asked every day and every hour, he had the opportunity to ask him but he just said it out of fear.
Justice could not do anything against him, because even though there confessed, like it or had no rights because he was the father and therefore can not judge. Those who did do was put him in prison on bail for lying and snatched the child to the mother, but his bail was paid and he was released. Isabel after this news was so upset, I could not believe that after what he did was quiet as usual.
One morning, Isabel was leaving his house when suddenly Emmanuel, on the corner waiting to tell him how very sorry he was and that he wanted to help her find Thiago, because ultimately it was his son. Isabel accepts the help though is unforgiving and clarifies that once you find him he would not have the right, on her part, to see Thiago.
Emmanuel accept its terms because they do not feel the need to see it, because I never wanted to have that child, especially now that his marriage was destroyed because of all the past, his wife found out and could not forgive him, he feels that life is not makes sense now, but want to rebuild it, but you feel guilty for having stolen the baby and have given up for adoption without the consent of the mother and feels that it will not let you sleep in peace, so we decided to help Elizabeth to find that baby and 3 years.The search is becoming more profound, Isabel is more hopeful than ever, she was sure he would find his son. Elizabeth and Emmanuel, sat down one day and spoke clearly, she confessed she was in love with him and he stated that he did not understand why he did such a thing, instead he confessed he felt something strong for her but it was no more than a fad,
also told him that after making love to her understood that the relationship was impossible something was not right so decided to finish it but that son ruined everything, she instead told him that Thiago had changed his life, but to really well because he loved him as he will never love again, and reproached her fault that she did not have it and I felt a huge void. Emmanuel broke and began to mourn as he had never cried in his life, Elizabeth felt remorse but that was not enough to forgive him.
A call hits Elizabeth, apparently his son had been out of the country and the lawyer explained that it was now almost impossible to find and impossible was because Thiago was adopted illegally which means that there was no record of who adopted and much less where he was taken. Isabel was devastated this news the overwhelmed, thinking he would never see his young son, made her hate much to Emmanuel.
This, he felt very guilty and could not forgive him, had three suicide attempts until he succeeded, he left a letter explaining each of his feelings:
Isabel:
I know this letter is in vain because you'll never forgive me what I did, in fact, no attainment forgive me for that I do I was so stupid to think that son ruined my life. I'm tired of not apologize even though I know I'll never have I I'll keep asking, sorry.
Though not believe I loved you so much and I was really scared at the thought that my life would change with that child not looking, I admit that I always dreamed of having a child but not, not with you, because you were a girl, well you're a baby still for me, a baby mother that's what hurts me that you ruined your life, you did not have to blame for anything, I incite you to do what you did to jugaras for me, but as you will account was not worth valgus the pena.Perdóname all, I apologize for having stolen adolescence, life and our son, I never tire of telling you to forgive me yet I still love you if you can believe me, I wish you a lifetime of happiness and hopefully find you achieve Thiago
Many kisses forgive. Emmanuel.
Isabel kept reading that letter that both impacted, though she hated something inside said that despite everything forgiven, but could not say out loud because forgive the person who stole what you love is very difficult to accept, but she felt she truly regretted why he committed suicide but also saw him as a coward for killing yourself well, and desire to forgive went whenever he thought it that way.
She resigned herself to find her son, but inside a droplet of hope remained. He began to reassemble his life, the years passed, Isabel managed to raise a family, that family he wanted.
It was the second time mom and this son filled the emptiness I felt about losing her little baby years ago, I had a baby girl called Isis which Luciana Benitez.
This daughter had with her husband Stephen, filled his life although much been 15 years since the disappearance of Thiago research but was still almost nobody was aware of it. One night house call Isabel and give you the news that Thiago found, she surprised her husband hugged and gave him the news, he took full of happiness to the meeting place.
When they arrived, they found a teenager named Lucas, Isabel hugged him and could not believe that at last I had found, apparently Thiago lived in a family of big money and lacked nothing, much less affection, as was thought Thiago not really believed what they said, and cried out that he wanted to go with his family, which he was not her mother Isabel and asked forgiveness, but he said it was not his fault that have separated, he was only a baby was stolen from the hands of his mother and was given up for adoption to another family, and although it hurts Thiago Isabel is his biological son but not the heart to him, she is a complete unknown.
Isabel wept profusely and said why is this happening? Why are ripped from my arms? Thiago, did something that calmed down, gave him a big hug and told him that after all he was going to keep watching but did not intend to call her mom because he already has a mom and even if it hurts that's the truth.
Isabel was able to find his son, but unfortunately the baby you lost, grew and gave him to understand that he wants to keep seeing but that he will never be your mother, that Isabella will hurt a lot but managed to cope with the force that gave her little 3 year old daughter, she called her mom if Elizabeth and that's filled with happiness.
Life gave him blows knew but one day reward, but suffered much also had many opportunities to laugh, but fate played a trick well known to fill those empty spaces inside wearing. When you make mistakes, mistakes will turn against, Isabel made a very big mistake was falling in love with a forbidden man, this man named Emmanuel ruined part of his life for cowardice around him, for the evil that was to wrest a newborn baby from the hands of his mother.
Although Elizabeth never forgave him, nor understood the reasons for their actions, that baby changed her life plunged in sorrow when losing, until the day I die take in his heart; although it now has reason to live, that pain does not leave the bed, hopefully one day can leave that Isabel deep pain this man caused so much hurt her, she is strong and will be able to leave the force she has anyone feel accomplished, she's a real fighter, he fought the world when it was against him and managed to win battles than anyone would so much Isabel and has to sleep in peace.
May all come to think the same way I reflected
Letter from a teenager, to make us think
When I was a teenager, on one occasion I was with my father standing in line to buy tickets for the circus. In the end, there was only one family between the window and us.
This family impressed me. There were eight children, all probably under twelve. I know I saw that did not have much money, the clothes they wore was not expensive, but they were clean. The kids were well behaved, all standing in line, of two parents behind, holding hands well.
They talked excitedly clowns, elephants and other numbers that would be that night. You could tell who had never been to the circus. That visit, promised to be an outstanding event in his life. The father and mother were at the head of the group, standing proud. The mother, her husband's hand, looking at him as if to say "You're my knight in shining armor." He smiled, swollen with pride and looking like answering: "You're right."
The employee at the counter asked the father how many tickets he wanted. He replied proudly: "Please give me eight innings for children and two adults, to bring my family to the circus." The clerk told him the price ...
She dropped her hand from her husband, cocked his head and lip man began to twist. This came a little closer and asked, "How much did he say?". The employee returned to repeat ... the price.
How was I going to turn and tell his eight children did not have enough money to take them to the circus ?.
Seeing what was happening, Dad put his hand into his pocket, pulled out a twenty dollar bill and threw it to the ground. We were not rich at all. My father reached down, picked up a ticket, play the man on the shoulder and said, "Excuse me, sir, you dropped this pocket."
The man realized what was happening. He had not asked for alms, but certainly appreciated the help in a desperate, anxious and uncomfortable situation. He looked at my father in the eye, with both hands he took hers, squeezed twenty dollar bill and with trembling lips and a tear rolling down his cheek, he replied: "Thank you, thank you sir.
This really means a lot to my family and me. "Dad and I returned to our car and went home.
That night we did not go to the circus, but we did not go without anything ...
This family impressed me. There were eight children, all probably under twelve. I know I saw that did not have much money, the clothes they wore was not expensive, but they were clean. The kids were well behaved, all standing in line, of two parents behind, holding hands well.
They talked excitedly clowns, elephants and other numbers that would be that night. You could tell who had never been to the circus. That visit, promised to be an outstanding event in his life. The father and mother were at the head of the group, standing proud. The mother, her husband's hand, looking at him as if to say "You're my knight in shining armor." He smiled, swollen with pride and looking like answering: "You're right."
The employee at the counter asked the father how many tickets he wanted. He replied proudly: "Please give me eight innings for children and two adults, to bring my family to the circus." The clerk told him the price ...
She dropped her hand from her husband, cocked his head and lip man began to twist. This came a little closer and asked, "How much did he say?". The employee returned to repeat ... the price.
How was I going to turn and tell his eight children did not have enough money to take them to the circus ?.
Seeing what was happening, Dad put his hand into his pocket, pulled out a twenty dollar bill and threw it to the ground. We were not rich at all. My father reached down, picked up a ticket, play the man on the shoulder and said, "Excuse me, sir, you dropped this pocket."
The man realized what was happening. He had not asked for alms, but certainly appreciated the help in a desperate, anxious and uncomfortable situation. He looked at my father in the eye, with both hands he took hers, squeezed twenty dollar bill and with trembling lips and a tear rolling down his cheek, he replied: "Thank you, thank you sir.
This really means a lot to my family and me. "Dad and I returned to our car and went home.
That night we did not go to the circus, but we did not go without anything ...
SMALL DETAILS
Students, he said, was over the box. He called his teacher to evaluate him. The teacher came over and watched the work closely and concentration for a while. So she asked the student palette and brushes. Deftly took a few strokes here and there. When the teacher returned to the student paints the picture had changed markedly.
The student was amazed; in his own eyes the work had gone from mediocre to sublime. Almost reverently told the teacher: How is it possible that with a few touches, simple details, the picture has changed so much?
It's those little details that is art. Replied the teacher.
If we slow down, we realize that everything in life is just details. Great events dazzle us so much that sometimes prevent us from seeing those little miracles that surround us every day. A singing bird, a flower that opens, the kiss of a child in our cheek, are examples of small details that can add different our existence.
All relationships, family, marriage, dating or friendship, are based on details. Nobody expects lifts the Atlantic Ocean for him, but probably yes you talk on your birthday. Nobody will ask you scales Mount Everest to prove your friendship, but that You visit him for a few minutes when you know you are sick.
Some people spend their time waiting for an opportunity to demonstrate heroically your love for someone. The sad thing is that while waiting for the big occasion, they miss many other modest but significant. You can go through life without the other person that you ever need will donate a kidney, but he waited devolvieras the call.
It is sometimes thought that happiness is like winning the lottery, a majestic event that the overnight change a miserable life for a blissful. This is false, indeed happiness in little farm in details that pepper our everyday existence.
We too easily fooled by the apparent simplicity. NO never underestimate the power of small things: a flower, a letter, a pat on the back, a word of encouragement or a few lines on a card. All these may seem like much, but do not think they are
insignificant.
In moments of great joy or more pain become the cement that holds the bricks of that building we call relationship. The flower will wither, the words maybe the wind will carry them, but the memory of both long remain in the minds and hearts of those who received them.
What are you waiting for? Write that letter, make that visit, pick up the phone.
Do it now, while the opportunity is still yours. NOT procrastinate by seem insignificant. In relationships there are no small things, there are only those made and those that remained in good intentions ...
The student was amazed; in his own eyes the work had gone from mediocre to sublime. Almost reverently told the teacher: How is it possible that with a few touches, simple details, the picture has changed so much?
It's those little details that is art. Replied the teacher.
If we slow down, we realize that everything in life is just details. Great events dazzle us so much that sometimes prevent us from seeing those little miracles that surround us every day. A singing bird, a flower that opens, the kiss of a child in our cheek, are examples of small details that can add different our existence.
All relationships, family, marriage, dating or friendship, are based on details. Nobody expects lifts the Atlantic Ocean for him, but probably yes you talk on your birthday. Nobody will ask you scales Mount Everest to prove your friendship, but that You visit him for a few minutes when you know you are sick.
Some people spend their time waiting for an opportunity to demonstrate heroically your love for someone. The sad thing is that while waiting for the big occasion, they miss many other modest but significant. You can go through life without the other person that you ever need will donate a kidney, but he waited devolvieras the call.
It is sometimes thought that happiness is like winning the lottery, a majestic event that the overnight change a miserable life for a blissful. This is false, indeed happiness in little farm in details that pepper our everyday existence.
We too easily fooled by the apparent simplicity. NO never underestimate the power of small things: a flower, a letter, a pat on the back, a word of encouragement or a few lines on a card. All these may seem like much, but do not think they are
insignificant.
In moments of great joy or more pain become the cement that holds the bricks of that building we call relationship. The flower will wither, the words maybe the wind will carry them, but the memory of both long remain in the minds and hearts of those who received them.
What are you waiting for? Write that letter, make that visit, pick up the phone.
Do it now, while the opportunity is still yours. NOT procrastinate by seem insignificant. In relationships there are no small things, there are only those made and those that remained in good intentions ...
Teen story
"These are two beautiful young people who got engaged when she was thirteen and he was eighteen. Lived in a village of woodcutters next to a mountain. He was tall, lean and muscular, as he had learned to be a lumberjack from . childhood She was blonde, long hair, both reaching to the waist, was heavenly, beautiful and wonderful eyes ..
The story that had novitiate with the complicity of all the people. Until one day, when she was eighteen and he twenty, the whole town made arrangements to help both married.
Les was given a hut, with a plot of trees so he could work as a lumberjack. After marriage they went to live there for the joy of all of them, their families and the people, both had helped in that regard.
And they lived there for every day of a winter, a summer, spring and autumn, really enjoying being together. When the first anniversary approached, she felt she had to do something to show him her deep love. She thought him a gift that meant this. A new ax relate everything to work; Sweatshirt fabric not convince her because she had already woven pullovers on other occasions; a meal was not enough agasajo ...
He decided to go down to town to see what I could find there and began to walk the streets. However, much to walk could not find anything that was important and that she could buy with coins, weeks before, had been saving for returned purchases thinking that the anniversary was approaching.
Passing a jewelry, the only one in town, saw a beautiful gold chain exposed in the window. Then he remembered that there was one material object that he truly loved, he considered valuable. It was a gold watch that his grandfather had given him before he died. From childhood, he kept the watch in a suede pouch, which always left beside his bed. Every night opened the bedside table, pulled the suede on that clock, so shined, gave him a bit of rope, was listening to the rope over, again polishing it, and stroked a while he kept back in the case.
She thought, "What a wonderful gift this gold chain for that clock." He went to ask how much value and, at the response, anguish took her by surprise. It was more money than she had imagined, much more than she had been able to gather. I would have to wait three more anniversaries to buy it. But she could not wait that long.
He left town a little sad, thinking what to do to get the money for this. Then he thought of work, but did not know how; and thought and thought, until, passing through the village the only hairdresser, came across a sign that said "natural hair is purchased." And she had that blonde hair, which had not been cut since he was ten, he soon come to ask.
The money they offered him enough to buy gold chain and still left over for a box to store the chain and watch. He did not hesitate. He told the hairdresser:
- "If within three days to sell back my hair, do you buy it me?"
- "Sure," was the answer.
- "So in three days I'll be here."
He returned to the jewelry, let reserved the chain and went home. He said nothing.
On the anniversary, including two a little stronger than usual embraced. Then he went to work and she went down to the people.
They did cut the hair short and then take the money, went to the jewelry. He bought there the gold chain and the wooden box. When he got home, cooked and waited for the afternoon was done, when he used to return
Unlike other times, illuminating the house when he arrived, this time she dimmed the lights, put only two candles and placed a handkerchief on his head. Because he also loved her hair and she did not want him to realize that he had been cut. There would be time later to explain.
He came. Heavy they hugged and said how much he wanted. Then she reached under the table the wooden box containing the gold chain for his watch. And he went to the closet and pulled away a very large box that told him while she was gone. The box contained two large combs he had bought ... selling gold grandfather clock.
If you believe that love is sacrifice, please do not forget this story. Love is not on us to sacrifice for the other, but to enjoy your life. "
The story that had novitiate with the complicity of all the people. Until one day, when she was eighteen and he twenty, the whole town made arrangements to help both married.
Les was given a hut, with a plot of trees so he could work as a lumberjack. After marriage they went to live there for the joy of all of them, their families and the people, both had helped in that regard.
And they lived there for every day of a winter, a summer, spring and autumn, really enjoying being together. When the first anniversary approached, she felt she had to do something to show him her deep love. She thought him a gift that meant this. A new ax relate everything to work; Sweatshirt fabric not convince her because she had already woven pullovers on other occasions; a meal was not enough agasajo ...
He decided to go down to town to see what I could find there and began to walk the streets. However, much to walk could not find anything that was important and that she could buy with coins, weeks before, had been saving for returned purchases thinking that the anniversary was approaching.
Passing a jewelry, the only one in town, saw a beautiful gold chain exposed in the window. Then he remembered that there was one material object that he truly loved, he considered valuable. It was a gold watch that his grandfather had given him before he died. From childhood, he kept the watch in a suede pouch, which always left beside his bed. Every night opened the bedside table, pulled the suede on that clock, so shined, gave him a bit of rope, was listening to the rope over, again polishing it, and stroked a while he kept back in the case.
She thought, "What a wonderful gift this gold chain for that clock." He went to ask how much value and, at the response, anguish took her by surprise. It was more money than she had imagined, much more than she had been able to gather. I would have to wait three more anniversaries to buy it. But she could not wait that long.
He left town a little sad, thinking what to do to get the money for this. Then he thought of work, but did not know how; and thought and thought, until, passing through the village the only hairdresser, came across a sign that said "natural hair is purchased." And she had that blonde hair, which had not been cut since he was ten, he soon come to ask.
The money they offered him enough to buy gold chain and still left over for a box to store the chain and watch. He did not hesitate. He told the hairdresser:
- "If within three days to sell back my hair, do you buy it me?"
- "Sure," was the answer.
- "So in three days I'll be here."
He returned to the jewelry, let reserved the chain and went home. He said nothing.
On the anniversary, including two a little stronger than usual embraced. Then he went to work and she went down to the people.
They did cut the hair short and then take the money, went to the jewelry. He bought there the gold chain and the wooden box. When he got home, cooked and waited for the afternoon was done, when he used to return
Unlike other times, illuminating the house when he arrived, this time she dimmed the lights, put only two candles and placed a handkerchief on his head. Because he also loved her hair and she did not want him to realize that he had been cut. There would be time later to explain.
He came. Heavy they hugged and said how much he wanted. Then she reached under the table the wooden box containing the gold chain for his watch. And he went to the closet and pulled away a very large box that told him while she was gone. The box contained two large combs he had bought ... selling gold grandfather clock.
If you believe that love is sacrifice, please do not forget this story. Love is not on us to sacrifice for the other, but to enjoy your life. "
domingo, 21 de septiembre de 2014
The Little Prince
- "I love you" - said the little prince ... - "I love you" - said the rose. - "It's not the same" - answered him ... "Will is taking possession of something, someone is looking in the other that which fills the personal expectations of affection, companionship ... Will is making our what is not ours, it is. take ownership or want something to complete us, because at some point we recognize lacking. Volition is expected, it is sticking to things and people from our needs. then, when we have no reciprocity there is suffering. when "well" loved not for us, we are frustrated and disappointed. If I want someone, I have expectations, I expect something. If the other person does not give me what I expect, I suffer. the problem is that there is a greater likelihood that the other person has other motives, we are all very different. Each human being is a universe. Amar is wanting the best for the other, even if you have very different motivations. Amar is to allow you to be happy, even when the road is different than mine.'s a selfless feeling that arises in donated is given completely from the heart. Therefore, love never will cause suffering. When a person says he has suffered for love, actually suffered for want, not for love. You suffer from addictions. If you really love, you can not suffer, because nothing has waited another. When we love we give without asking anything in return, just for the pure pleasure of giving. But it is also true that this installment, this awareness, selfless, it only gives knowledge. We can only love what we know, because love involves jumping into the void, I entrust my life and soul. And the soul is not compensated. And knowing is just knowing you, your joy, your peace, but also of your anger, your struggles, your error. Because love transcends anger, struggle, and the error is not just for moments of joy. Amar is confident that no matter what you're going to be, not because I owe him anything, not selfish possession, but to be in silent company. Love is knowing that you do not change the time, nor storms, nor my winters. To love is to give you a place in my heart for you to stay as father, mother, brother, son, friend and know that yours is a place for me. Give love not exhaust the love, on the contrary, increases it. The way to give so much love, is to open your heart and be loved. "-" I get it "- said the rose. - "I do not understand it, live it," said the prince.
tale of goodbye
One morning a young man received a call from his ex-girlfriend, in which he said ... I also felt the same about you last night ... I hope in an hour in the park ... Next to the small lake dock. He put the phone in place and printing was a little scary, as had once dreamed before his ex-girlfriend, with whom he had been on bad terms and bitterness and pride both lost couple communication and friendship. I take a shower, be under and thought about telling her friends that she had called him, but he preferred to leave it in privacy ... Overall, it was time for both to return to cross words, since pride must not be eternal, much less punishment in ... judgment. The young man approached the park, I approached the small dock and sat, watching and thinking it would happen, I would tell your ex girlfriend? I was going to talk about? He watched the people go by and among the people saw it, his ex-girlfriend approached the mysterious ways ... I saw strange, dressed completely different! No frequent wore clothes, now wearing a white dress ... than to see his face a strange pallor, his eyes reflected a deep peace, looked so beautiful, it was like rays of light will flash ...... was wearing spotlessly clean shoes same color dress ..... the attempt to say hello but she told him ... Walk ...
She started the conversation ..... I've known you've been sad and you've had many problems ..... I've dreamed crying ... I've heard screaming outside my house ... And you did not approach because to circumstances, because of stupid pride, I know you did not want to know anything about me ... And do not blame you ... they hurt us too much, we did a lot of damage and we got away. ... I'm not here to argue ... I'm not here to apologize ..... I just came to tell you that although things were not fixed in due time ... I think it's never too late ....... know? Wait until you called me to talk ... But ... your call never came. The wait ... the thought of you ... my appetite Borro ... He stole my sunny days ... and I was winning ... slowly. But keep faith ... and said "the call". ... More ... never did. I do not blame you ... but if you understand. Is what you felt last night ... you know what happened, I also felt at the time, but with much more pain ... Shout your name a thousand times a thousand times ... and shout forgiveness, shame I have not heard ... What a pity that no you called me ... But you know love? I think it is never too late to forgive and if I asked you to come to the park was to give you this ... .She give into his hands a cross, which was a symbol of love of two ... This cross is my body ... this cross it's who I am ... I love you and I want you for the rest conserves your life. ... He was speechless as thick tears rolling down his cheeks. ... People looked at him and pointed him out .... ... someone asked. Young are you okay? And he said ... If that? I see him walking and I see mourn ... Something wrong? .... Nothing, thanks, I'm just talking to her ... The person who retired puzzled wonder of the place ...
The accompany him home to his ex-girlfriend, she asked him to please wait outside and ... she never agreed to wait in the yard ... She stayed 10 minutes waiting ... and did not return suddenly heard voices and saw out of the home to her friends, all with sad face and watery eyes ... I hugged him and said ... we went, we went ....... A strange sensation ran through her body and came running to the house, entered the bedroom of his ex-girlfriend ... It's mom ... she was embracing the body of the girl who in her face a deep sadness ... . The young man with tears and a lump in my throat ... I ask Mrs. ... What happened? Tell me what happened? The doctor says he died of sadness ... She stopped eating ... I stopped laughing ... .No know if the heartbreak away from all ... do not know if guilt made her unhappy ... left you this letter! told him .... he began to read ....
You know love? I also felt the same about you. ... The air begins to miss me, but I can not try to scream, white lights illuminate my bedroom ... I'll forever love .... Thanks for coming to Lake ... thanks for being here ... Although life could not forgive me ... I know now you'll do it in front of me .....
He looked at the body ... And just said to you Forgive me ......
"In love, in friendship ... family ... do not let petty feelings get in our hearts, such as resentment, hatred, pride, anger, etc .... learn to forgive and ask for forgiveness not let tomorrow is too late ... Look into your eyes ... and feel how beautiful it is "live and forgive"
She started the conversation ..... I've known you've been sad and you've had many problems ..... I've dreamed crying ... I've heard screaming outside my house ... And you did not approach because to circumstances, because of stupid pride, I know you did not want to know anything about me ... And do not blame you ... they hurt us too much, we did a lot of damage and we got away. ... I'm not here to argue ... I'm not here to apologize ..... I just came to tell you that although things were not fixed in due time ... I think it's never too late ....... know? Wait until you called me to talk ... But ... your call never came. The wait ... the thought of you ... my appetite Borro ... He stole my sunny days ... and I was winning ... slowly. But keep faith ... and said "the call". ... More ... never did. I do not blame you ... but if you understand. Is what you felt last night ... you know what happened, I also felt at the time, but with much more pain ... Shout your name a thousand times a thousand times ... and shout forgiveness, shame I have not heard ... What a pity that no you called me ... But you know love? I think it is never too late to forgive and if I asked you to come to the park was to give you this ... .She give into his hands a cross, which was a symbol of love of two ... This cross is my body ... this cross it's who I am ... I love you and I want you for the rest conserves your life. ... He was speechless as thick tears rolling down his cheeks. ... People looked at him and pointed him out .... ... someone asked. Young are you okay? And he said ... If that? I see him walking and I see mourn ... Something wrong? .... Nothing, thanks, I'm just talking to her ... The person who retired puzzled wonder of the place ...
The accompany him home to his ex-girlfriend, she asked him to please wait outside and ... she never agreed to wait in the yard ... She stayed 10 minutes waiting ... and did not return suddenly heard voices and saw out of the home to her friends, all with sad face and watery eyes ... I hugged him and said ... we went, we went ....... A strange sensation ran through her body and came running to the house, entered the bedroom of his ex-girlfriend ... It's mom ... she was embracing the body of the girl who in her face a deep sadness ... . The young man with tears and a lump in my throat ... I ask Mrs. ... What happened? Tell me what happened? The doctor says he died of sadness ... She stopped eating ... I stopped laughing ... .No know if the heartbreak away from all ... do not know if guilt made her unhappy ... left you this letter! told him .... he began to read ....
You know love? I also felt the same about you. ... The air begins to miss me, but I can not try to scream, white lights illuminate my bedroom ... I'll forever love .... Thanks for coming to Lake ... thanks for being here ... Although life could not forgive me ... I know now you'll do it in front of me .....
He looked at the body ... And just said to you Forgive me ......
"In love, in friendship ... family ... do not let petty feelings get in our hearts, such as resentment, hatred, pride, anger, etc .... learn to forgive and ask for forgiveness not let tomorrow is too late ... Look into your eyes ... and feel how beautiful it is "live and forgive"
The couple who taught us to love
It all started that autumn afternoon, when he broke the silence and said everything I felt for her, take your right hand, look into his eyes, approached two steps and said, "You're all that I want in this life, "she replied with a smile, she closed her eyes and drifted ...Their lives together began to turn brown, they were made for each other, sharing days, nights ... Cold flashes ... ... Dolores and joys shared their lives, they were one being.
A day in the evening he came with his 4 senses and bulging eyes half open, she looked scared and asked "What happened?" With just the open mouth with tongue fully asleep and not faint I answer ... she called emergency emergency and consulted by those striking symptoms and only got a response that did not believe, "her boyfriend is drugged ... ingested cocaine ... look their nostrils if they are red and swollen" she unthinkingly cut the phone and did not believe such stupidity that night dined alone, the presence of her boyfriend not to notice at all, at bedtime she started reading a book recommended by your best friend when out of curiosity he looked her nostrils ... were red and swollen , lost blood ... she froze with the cold and hugged him crying, it was like holding a dead, he was cold and hard ...
The next day they it up as usual, he went to work as usual while she went to call emergency calling for some help, only replied that I had to talk to to help ... I waited the job all afternoon, but fell 5 hours later than after work got home, with the same symptoms as last time ... but conscious, saw her lying on the couch crying uncontrollably and clobbering her knee with her fist she just said ... "why? Why on the "without understanding sat beside her and said" you are all I need in this life, "she sneered at him and replied," you're all that hurts me in this life, "the no understanding went into the bedroom and lay down to sleep ... the next day without the impact on your senses, he went to work at 8pm received a call from police forensics wondering Victoria Lerse ... at the name his body was completely hard, left the job without giving any explanation to anyone ... I got home and watched tapes of "danger" surrounding your home, desperate and outrageous crossed ribbons and enter your home ... a policeman grabbed his arm and asked for their identification , he replied "I'm Ezequiel Gonzales live in this house" while watching a stretcher with a bag out the door ... could only see a shoe of his beloved Victoria, awash in pain his legs did not bear their weight, knelt on the floor and he began to lament, was taken by the police to take all statements of the case, leaving it headed home where investigators were still taking tests, entering just found his magnum 45 on the floor, next to a huge stain coagulated blood and a note on the table saying "I love you very much, I'll wait forever ... Vicky" when finished reading the last letter, a beam of light across the night, suffering with him pain as big loss ...
The next day Ezequiel just thought of death, he took a razor and took their leaves ... combing his veins and feeling falling blood felt cold walking his fingers ... but this would not be enough to cause your long awaited death, he headed the forrajería and tried will buy rat poison, came home and put the poison in the top drawer of his bedside table ...
The next day he went to the funeral home where his beloved Victoria would ensure he was there at 5 pm when the funeral was at 9 pm. Two tears fell ... only to see come to Victoria in black drawer of his funeral, knelt taking his cold hand and pressed her lips to it, remained so throughout the night, at dawn opened his eyes and wiped one of his only two tears, I saw the hearse and get dropped her hand now warm heat that he gave it ...
He got in the car and following the caravan arrived behind the funeral to the cemetery car after a few laps came to the place where she rest in peace forever after his father's words, put your drawer in the well and began to fill it with earth ... before the drawer out fully covered he dropped a bouquet of 3 white roses representing their love, their loyalty and their souls ...
By placing the headstone that simply said "Here rests in peace Victoria" ... By placing the headstone that simply said "Here rests in peace Victoria" ...
Arriving home Ezequiel opened his top drawer of his bedside table, took a red box and at night went to the cemetery where he rested in peace your love ... once there opened the box ... took a handful of pills and poison said "here I show my beloved fidelity mine, with eyes painted black as you rest your now, with black lips and pale skin, with 1 tear that lasts from a funeral, with my life buried in front of me I say goodbye to all ... hello back to you, my love is yours alone, and it will be forever "... he placed the handful of pills in his mouth and swallowed them one by one ... he knelt on the ground ... began to feel the cold in your legs and arms, looked skyward and he fell on the ground, showing the world how to love, becoming a legend that no one would dare to tell her not to discredit forms of "love"
jueves, 18 de septiembre de 2014
panic and loneliness
panic whores always shit me everything, days, weeks months perfect, where everything seems to go well, go and come to fuck up my life.
and pass the limit, people see me stressed, makes me sick, I get sick, it makes me want to vomit, traspiro ice cream and feel like I want to faint ...
I never want to live as two years ago, not worse like stopping, as a psychologist is and understand that everything in life happens to you account, saved sorrows, problems, conflicts, but do not hold me no one understands me happens is that nobody really knows me, or very few indeed and when I need not be those of, estrus, do not like to see me like this, but loneliness is sometimes the worst enemy, even if what i am not it is always what I want or need, it sucks, this is a real shit ..
two years ago does not control crises and for two months I freeze the left half of the face, but not much fall, those who knew me noticed that my face is deformed, hate those looks of pity, these affections that deep they go through hurts to see someone like that, I mourn not solve any of this, but what can I do?
I know I'm not alone, but I feel more empty than shit, I feel that everything goes wrong, it all fell apart when everyone expects my triumphs, what the fuck do I do? would be so easy to follow the voice of my head and have a drink, make a deep cut, I'm all alone, no one would realize in time that I'm slowly dying, no one notices, no one knows ...
if I die would not be alone, would be my grandmother was my mother, would be the roberto, who has been the greatest of my life, it was my other half and died because of me, would be the expensive, even just three years after his death , I need, I'd be a lot of people that left me halfway and gave both me and said, I feel that I can no more ...
I do not want more, I want more, I'm tired, life made me very large, very heavy, it sounds funky, but you have to experience things to understand the reasons for each word or empty feeling that someone like me can feel ...
That serves mourn me? although many people do not believe in all my life I've cried more than I've laughed, and am one who always laughs and always happy to those around ... ironic is not it?
I so eager to close my eyes and not wake up anymore, I have so many things to think about, and still do, I'm still here ... I can not stand here and still do not understand, there is so much ill people to die, or good people leave home and never returns .... give it all to change their place ... I'm tired of living, I'm tired of mourn, I will not see my face split in half downwards, I do not want to see people and feel I'm going to faint, not hear a noise and feel my head explodes.
I have everything to be happy and wonderful people who bring joy to my life, but not enough, and tired ... I want to go away, I want to sleep forever, if anyone cares what I feel or think, be easy to forget that I an error to the lives of those who come, each and every person I met, I am just that, a mistake ... a fucking damn mistake, I should not be here, or anywhere else ....
tonight will be eternal, look at the moon from my bed, perhaps for the last time, with the darkness and loneliness that always felt inside me and now more than ever projected around me
and pass the limit, people see me stressed, makes me sick, I get sick, it makes me want to vomit, traspiro ice cream and feel like I want to faint ...
I never want to live as two years ago, not worse like stopping, as a psychologist is and understand that everything in life happens to you account, saved sorrows, problems, conflicts, but do not hold me no one understands me happens is that nobody really knows me, or very few indeed and when I need not be those of, estrus, do not like to see me like this, but loneliness is sometimes the worst enemy, even if what i am not it is always what I want or need, it sucks, this is a real shit ..
two years ago does not control crises and for two months I freeze the left half of the face, but not much fall, those who knew me noticed that my face is deformed, hate those looks of pity, these affections that deep they go through hurts to see someone like that, I mourn not solve any of this, but what can I do?
I know I'm not alone, but I feel more empty than shit, I feel that everything goes wrong, it all fell apart when everyone expects my triumphs, what the fuck do I do? would be so easy to follow the voice of my head and have a drink, make a deep cut, I'm all alone, no one would realize in time that I'm slowly dying, no one notices, no one knows ...
if I die would not be alone, would be my grandmother was my mother, would be the roberto, who has been the greatest of my life, it was my other half and died because of me, would be the expensive, even just three years after his death , I need, I'd be a lot of people that left me halfway and gave both me and said, I feel that I can no more ...
I do not want more, I want more, I'm tired, life made me very large, very heavy, it sounds funky, but you have to experience things to understand the reasons for each word or empty feeling that someone like me can feel ...
That serves mourn me? although many people do not believe in all my life I've cried more than I've laughed, and am one who always laughs and always happy to those around ... ironic is not it?
I so eager to close my eyes and not wake up anymore, I have so many things to think about, and still do, I'm still here ... I can not stand here and still do not understand, there is so much ill people to die, or good people leave home and never returns .... give it all to change their place ... I'm tired of living, I'm tired of mourn, I will not see my face split in half downwards, I do not want to see people and feel I'm going to faint, not hear a noise and feel my head explodes.
I have everything to be happy and wonderful people who bring joy to my life, but not enough, and tired ... I want to go away, I want to sleep forever, if anyone cares what I feel or think, be easy to forget that I an error to the lives of those who come, each and every person I met, I am just that, a mistake ... a fucking damn mistake, I should not be here, or anywhere else ....
tonight will be eternal, look at the moon from my bed, perhaps for the last time, with the darkness and loneliness that always felt inside me and now more than ever projected around me
5 months beautiful
bathe me recently, take note and take prendi a cigar, it's funny as all that motivates me, even the simplest of life ...
5 months today to be met with a person who fills my life totally and absolutely, I would feel so lost without it, is the reason for my smile fool, but the person who knows me, looks at me and knows everything about me without issue word of mouth, fills every space of my, even with his bad moments, his anger and all, is the most pure, sweet and honest person, and although I regret every one of his tears that have caused the never been left my hand, this at the time, had the worst and best, and it took five months like we had, is my everything, and yet define what it means to me is even much more important than air and I breathe without the could not live, not could be, me up, makes me grow, make me laugh, supports me in everything but I'm wrong and show me when I do things wrong, honestly it was the best thing that happened to me in years I feel accompanied, full and loved what is most important, for today we have many surprises, many things planned for this day comvertir cloudy day in the most beautiful ...
I write very little lately, but that's because I learned to summarize the things I had to say, and say Paul, I love you! that's all I need, how to love is defined in many ways, but the love I feel today and these months is the purest I've felt in a long time, thanks chicken for giving me life and happiness and not let me down, you're the most important thing for me is that'll read this, you read all that I do, all the time, and once again I want to leave a lasting without you, would have died, give me life and I dedicate my life to you today, now and forever , I love you!
valiente
domingo, 14 de septiembre de 2014
me quedo aquí- Cerati
no te enojes esta vez
lo vi venir
como siempre la reacción
es tan lenta como mi voz
arrasando con la razón
el tsunami llegó hasta aquí
lo vi venir
miércoles, 10 de septiembre de 2014
SUICIDIO: un homicidio a uno mismo.
La palabra suicidio significa “sui” si mismo “cidium” matar. Se plantea que esta fue introducida por el abate Desfontaines en el siglo XVIII, pero las raíces del suicidio como fenómeno son muy lejanas, no existiendo períodos en la historia de la humanidad en que no se haya practicado. En Grecia y Roma las referencias a los suicidios son innumerables y por diversos motivos: por conducta heroica y patriótica, por vínculos societarios y solidarios, por fanatismo, por locura, por decreto (Sócrates), suicidio asistido por el Senado.Durante la antigüedad clásica el suicidio del enfermo de “enfermedad incurable por necesidad” fuese una alternativa razonable; en Roma sólo se penaba el suicidio irracional. Prevalecía la idea de que quién no era capaz de cuidar de sí mismo, tampoco cuidaría de los demás, por lo que se despreciaba el suicidio sin causa aparente. Se consideraba que el enfermo “terminal” que se suicidaba tenía motivos suficientes. Se aceptaba pues el suicidio provocado por “la impaciencia del dolor o la enfermedad”, ya que según decían se debía al “cansancio de la vida, la locura o el miedo al deshonor”. El suicidio es una de las acciones voluntarias más difíciles de explicar ya que es una conducta que va en contra de la propia existencia.
La tasa global de suicidios ha sufrido un aumento importante en las últimas décadas, no sólo en los países desarrollados sino a nivel mundial.
El suicidio se produce en todo el mundo y puede ocurrir a cualquier edad; aumentando su frecuencia con el tiempo aunque más en hombres que en mujeres. A nivel mundial, las tasas de suicidio son más altas en las personas mayores de 70 años y más, excepto en algunos países donde las más altas se encuentran entre los más jóvenes; y en los cuales es la
segunda causa principal de muerte en 15 a 29 años de edad a nivel mundial.Según datos de la Organización Mundial de la Salud ya había diferencia en las tasas de suicidio por 100.000 habitantes en 1950, hombres el 16%, mujeres el 5%. En 1995 la tasa en mujeres era del 7%, sin embargo en hombres era del 24%. En el año 2.000 las muerte por suicidio casi llegó a 1.000.000 de personas, un caso cada 40 segundos, con una tasa de mortalidad global de 16/100.000 habitantes.
En los últimos 45 años las tasas de suicidio se han incrementado en un 60% en el mundo, siendo la muerte por suicidio la 3ª causa entre los 15 y 44 años en ambos géneros.
Las enfermedades mentales, principalmente la depresión y los trastornos por consumo de alcohol, el abuso de sustancias, la violencia, las sensaciones de pérdida y diversos entornos culturales y sociales constituyen importantes factores de riesgo de suicidio. Se estima que a nivel mundial el suicidio en el 2020 la carga global de morbilidad representará el 2,4% en los países con economías de mercado y en los antiguos países socialistas. Aunque tradicionalmente las mayores tasas de suicidio se han registrado entre los varones de edad avanzada, las tasas entre los jóvenes han ido en aumento hasta el punto de que ahora estos son el grupo de mayor riesgo en un tercio de los países, tanto en el mundo desarrollado como en el mundo en desarrollo. Los trastornos mentales (especialmente la depresión y los trastornos por consumo de alcohol) son un importante factor de riesgo de suicidio en Europa y América del Norte; en los países asiáticos, sin embargo, tiene especial importancia la conducta impulsiva. El suicidio es un problema complejo, en el que intervienen factores psicológicos, sociales, biológicos, culturales y ambientales. Cada año, por cada suicidio cometido hay muchos más intentos de suicidio. Significativamente, un intento previo de suicidio es el factor de riesgo más importante de suicidio en la población general.
Los tres trastornos psicológicos más importantes que se han asociado con los intentos suicidas son: fracaso en la resolución de problemas interpersonales, altos niveles de desesperanza con respecto al futuro y una mala regulación del afecto.
En la mayoría de las ocasiones la persona que realiza un acto suicida pone en juego su vida para que su vida cambie, ya que lo que puede ir buscando es que su vida sea otra porque la vive está llena de un sufrimiento inaguantable. También se han estudiado algunos rasgos que pueden presentar tendencias suicidas como: la tendencia al aislamiento social, la presencia de una baja autoestima, baja autoeficacia, pobre autoconcepto, sentimientos de abandono y desesperanza, visión negativa de sí mismo y su entorno, niveles elevados de impulsividad. Los rasgos de personalidad más frecuentes en los adolescentes suicidas son hostilidad, impulsividad, rabia y baja tolerancia a la frustración. El suicidio es un homicidio contra uno mismo, en el que la agresividad que se siente hacia el entorno se dirige hacía uno mismo.
La OMS clasifica las tasas de suicidio de una comunidad en función del número de suicidios/cien mil habitantes/año. : <5 suicidios/100.000 habitantes/año se consideran bajas, entre 5 y 15 medias y entre 15 a 30 altas, >30 muy altas.
Las tasas de suicidio no tienen una distribución igual en la población general. Un marcador demográfico importante del riesgo de suicidio es la edad. A nivel mundial, las tasas de suicidio tienden a aumentar con la edad. Aunque tradicionalmente las tasas de suicidio han sido más alta entre los varones de edad avanzada, las tasas de los jóvenes se han ido en aumento hasta tal punto que ahora son el grupo de mayor riesgo en un tercio de los países, tanto en países desarrollados como en los países en desarrollo. Las tasas de suicidio de los hombres son superiores a las observadas en las mujeres, llegando a cuadriplicar la cifra. Los intentos de suicidio son más frecuentes antes de llegar a la mediana edad. Los intentos de suicidio son particularmente frecuentes entre las adolescentes solteras y entre los solteros alrededor de los 30 años. Aunque las mujeres intentan suicidarse con una frecuencia tres veces mayor que los hombres, éstos consuman el suicidio en una proporción cuatro veces mayor que ellas.
Las tasas de suicidio son mayores en las áreas urbanas que en las rurales.
Con respecto a la etnia, la prevalencia del suicidio entre los blancos es aproximadamente el doble de la observada en otras razas, aunque recientemente en los Estados Unidos se ha informado una tasa más alta en los negros. Se ha observado que los individuos blancos se suicidan con mayor frecuencia, casi el doble, que los individuos de otras razas y que el pertenecer al mismo grupo étnico se asocia con tasas similares de suicidio. Las personas casadas tienen menos probabilidades de intentar o de consumar el suicidio que las personas separadas, divorciadas o viudas que viven solas. Los suicidios son más frecuentes entre los familiares de quienes han realizado un intento o se han suicidado.
El suicidio crónico: existen personas que adoptan una forma de “suicidio crónico”, donde se “muere un poco todos los días”, debido al estilo de vida que han elegido, ya sea por hábito o adicción, por el que van a llegar al mismo objetivo que los suicidas: destruir primero la salud y luego la misma vida.
Se ha señalado que el 90% de quienes se quitan la vida tienen algún tipo de trastorno mental, y que el 50% de los suicidas cumplía los criterios de depresión, aunque esta asociación es algo más débil en los países asiáticos. Patologías como el cáncer, el sida, la esclerosis múltiple o la epilepsia también aumentan el riesgo, según se han constatado algunos autores, Hawton y Van Heering, 2009. Respecto al sexo, la tasa es doble en hombres que en las mujeres, aunque estas diferencias no son tan acentuadas en los países del Tercer Mundo; paradójicamente en China, se suicidan más mujeres que varones. También difiere la tasa de suicidio según el estado civil, con un mayor riesgo en personas viudas, divorciadas y que viven solas, que las casadas. Se ha señalado que las personas que no profesan ninguna religión tienen una tasa más alta de suicidios que los creyentes, y entre estos, la tasa más alta es la de los budistas, seguidos de los cristianos, hindúes y por último los musulmanes. Muchos suicidios ocurren en las cárceles, por ahorcamiento, especialmente en hombres jóvenes que no han cometido crímenes violentos.
Distribución geográfica: La Organización Mundial de la Salud señala que las tasas más altas de suicidio se observan en Europa del Este (Bielorusia, Estonia, Rusia Hungría, Finlandia y Lituania), conocido geográficamente como “cinturón suicida” por algunos investigadores del tema. Según la OMS las tasas de suicidio también son altas en países isla, como Japón, Cuba, San Mauricio, Sri Lanka). Las tasas bajas de suicidio se encuentran en los países islámicos del Mediterráneo, en América Latina (Colombia y Paraguay) y en algunos países de Asia (Filipinas y Tailandia). En otros países de Europa, en Canadá y Estados Unidos, y en partes de Asia y el Pacífico las tasas tienden a ubicarse entre estos extremos (Alemania, Polonia, Suecia, Noruega, Canadá, Estados Unidos y una tasa algo superior Francia, Suiza, Austria, Dinamarca y Ucrania), Guibert Reyes, 2002. Lamentablemente, se cuenta con poca información sobre el suicidio en los países de África.
Prevención del suicidio: como es un problema trágico, debe estar prevenido por la salud pública. Los esfuerzos para prevenir el suicidio deben estar basados en las investigaciones que muestran los factores de riesgo y de protección que pueden ser modificados, como también los grupos de personas que son más apropiados para la intervención preventiva.
La prevención del acto suicida no es un problema exclusivo de las instituciones de salud mental, sino de toda la comunidad en su conjunto.
El suicidio es el prototipo de las condiciones que no se pueden tratar, sino prevenir, es un proceso dinámico en que las conductas suicidas suelen darse en forma progresiva, de tal manera que la ideación suicida es una condición necesaria para desplegar acciones suicidas. Sin embargo, la predicción de quiénes progresarán a un suicidio consumado es difícil de hacer. En todos los casos de conductas suicidas, el estudio de factores de riesgo debe considerar la naturaleza multifactorial de dicho fenómeno
La multicausalidad del fenómeno del acto suicida sugiere que las estrategias de prevención deben ser también múltiples. El abordaje preventivo, por tanto, tiene que partir de un enfoque multidisciplinario, y a la vez desde un plano individual y de salud pública. La prevención del suicidio a nivel individual enfatiza el diagnóstico, el tratamiento y seguimiento del trastorno mental (depresión, esquizofrenia, drogodependencia y estrés). El enfoque de salud pública cuenta con estrategias para la prevención del suicidio como las campañas de salud mental, despistaje en los colegios, diagnóstico precoz del abuso de drogas, de la depresión y del estrés, como también el control del acceso a los medios para cometer suicidio. La Organización Mundial de la Salud recomienda la información responsable sobre el tema en los medios de comunicación, evitando el lenguaje sensacionalista y la descripción explícita de los métodos utilizados. La identificación precoz y el tratamiento de los trastornos mentales es otro a de las formas para prevenir este tipo de muertes. También es muy efectivo el seguimiento por parte de los trabajadores de la salud a través de contactos regulares, incluso por teléfono o visitas a domicilio, para personas que han intentado suicidarse, junto con la prestación de apoyo a la comunidad, puesto que las personas que ya han intentado suicidarse corren el mayor riesgo de volver a intentarlo.
martes, 9 de septiembre de 2014
Sensacion
Quisiera saber cual es la diferencia entre ambos. No es el libro maldito del que hablaban, el que atraeria al cazador para seguir mis huellas en busqueda de venganza, para nada. Fue el mapa del laberinto al que muy pocos entran.
Olia diferente, olia a Barcelona adormecida descansando bajo el manto de neblina; olia a tarde lluviosa encerrada en la habitacion con la unica compañia de una vela ya agotada de alumbrar mi falta de gravedad; olia a cigarro, jazz y cortinas de seda; olia a melancolia y soledad enjauladas esperando por el momento adecuado para salir a la superficie. El mundo de blanco y negro caia rendido ante el cegador brillo de sus ojos, los cuales concedian inmensidad de colores a todo aquello en lo que posaba la mirada.
Lo deje atras, tuve que hacerlo. Abandonar un amor para ir detras de otro, tarea ambiciosa y avara, pero realista. Sacrificios fueron hechos y no volvi a hablar ni mucho menos a escuchar de el. Pero recibi su visita, me encontro como alguien desconocido. No se que encontrare en el, ni siquiera se si quiero saber.
Ya han sido 4 años de cambios, y no se si ellos me permitiran apreciarlo de la misma manera, si causara el mismo efecto en mi, si el encuentro fue intencionado, si huele igual: quiero que continue oliendo a cigarros, jazz y cortinas de seda
Olia diferente, olia a Barcelona adormecida descansando bajo el manto de neblina; olia a tarde lluviosa encerrada en la habitacion con la unica compañia de una vela ya agotada de alumbrar mi falta de gravedad; olia a cigarro, jazz y cortinas de seda; olia a melancolia y soledad enjauladas esperando por el momento adecuado para salir a la superficie. El mundo de blanco y negro caia rendido ante el cegador brillo de sus ojos, los cuales concedian inmensidad de colores a todo aquello en lo que posaba la mirada.
Lo deje atras, tuve que hacerlo. Abandonar un amor para ir detras de otro, tarea ambiciosa y avara, pero realista. Sacrificios fueron hechos y no volvi a hablar ni mucho menos a escuchar de el. Pero recibi su visita, me encontro como alguien desconocido. No se que encontrare en el, ni siquiera se si quiero saber.
Ya han sido 4 años de cambios, y no se si ellos me permitiran apreciarlo de la misma manera, si causara el mismo efecto en mi, si el encuentro fue intencionado, si huele igual: quiero que continue oliendo a cigarros, jazz y cortinas de seda
lunes, 8 de septiembre de 2014
tus lágrimas
Sorry for your tears,
I know I hurt you love
and although it was an accident
now understand my mistake
and I fear he may lose you.
I tear the soul
to see you mourn profusely,
I was stuck a dagger
when I see your troubles
and that makes me very badly.
Nothing I can offer
I have love for nothing
and if you walk away now you ...
and behind these bars,
bars of pain.
Sorry for those tears
but do not cry for me,
because being without you
I feel like dying love
and that today this other.
Love is so
as it comes up
as this with you
even notice you give,
seems breeze seems frost.
When there is love that we give mourn
a poor heart
I know I hurt you love
and although it was an accident
now understand my mistake
and I fear he may lose you.
I tear the soul
to see you mourn profusely,
I was stuck a dagger
when I see your troubles
and that makes me very badly.
Nothing I can offer
I have love for nothing
and if you walk away now you ...
and behind these bars,
bars of pain.
Sorry for those tears
but do not cry for me,
because being without you
I feel like dying love
and that today this other.
Love is so
as it comes up
as this with you
even notice you give,
seems breeze seems frost.
When there is love that we give mourn
a poor heart
un baúl de cartas perdidas
esta es una de las cartas que jamas leíste Felipe
Mi amor
quisiera que supieras cuanto dolor me causa
que me hayas olvidado, que te hayas alejado de mi
sin que te despidieras con una llamada, con una carta,
con una sonrisa de esos labios en los que siempre
he deseado sumergirme, con una mirada de esos ojos
bellos en los que tanto he deseado perderme,
con algo que me hiciera sentir menos culpable
pensando que la que falló en la relación fui yo,
pensando que algo me faltó por hacer o por decir.
Como si lo nuestro hubiera sido solo una aventura,
como si todo aquello que nos dijimos fuera solo una
mentira, como si no te importaran mis años de
sufrimiento y de eterna espera, como si todo careciera
de la importancia mas elemental en una relación:
El amor y la confianza.
No entiendo tu actitud y me duele tu indiferencia,
tu incomprensión pero sobre todo tu rechazo,
tus celos injustificados y tu desconfianza a pesar de
que te he demostrado en cada instante de mi vida
mi fidelidad, cuando bien sabes que no puedo amar
a nadie que no seas tu y que no tengo un solo
momento en que no te piense, en que no añore tu
presencia y tus besos,en que no estés en mis sueños y
en mis deseos de que se hagan realidad.
Me duele si… y mucho no saber nada de ti,
si estás bien o no,si aún me sigues amando aún en
la espera y en la distancia, en la ausencia y
en la enfermedad.
No olvides que te amo con todo mi corazón y si tú
has dejado de amarme….
solo dímelo.
Mi amor
quisiera que supieras cuanto dolor me causa
que me hayas olvidado, que te hayas alejado de mi
sin que te despidieras con una llamada, con una carta,
con una sonrisa de esos labios en los que siempre
he deseado sumergirme, con una mirada de esos ojos
bellos en los que tanto he deseado perderme,
con algo que me hiciera sentir menos culpable
pensando que la que falló en la relación fui yo,
pensando que algo me faltó por hacer o por decir.
Como si lo nuestro hubiera sido solo una aventura,
como si todo aquello que nos dijimos fuera solo una
mentira, como si no te importaran mis años de
sufrimiento y de eterna espera, como si todo careciera
de la importancia mas elemental en una relación:
El amor y la confianza.
No entiendo tu actitud y me duele tu indiferencia,
tu incomprensión pero sobre todo tu rechazo,
tus celos injustificados y tu desconfianza a pesar de
que te he demostrado en cada instante de mi vida
mi fidelidad, cuando bien sabes que no puedo amar
a nadie que no seas tu y que no tengo un solo
momento en que no te piense, en que no añore tu
presencia y tus besos,en que no estés en mis sueños y
en mis deseos de que se hagan realidad.
Me duele si… y mucho no saber nada de ti,
si estás bien o no,si aún me sigues amando aún en
la espera y en la distancia, en la ausencia y
en la enfermedad.
No olvides que te amo con todo mi corazón y si tú
has dejado de amarme….
solo dímelo.
MIEDO A QUE ME OLVIDES.
De nuevo estoy en el lugar en que te conocí, con frecuencia no debida vengo a esperar que aparezcas, a sabiendas que no vendrás, se que pocas veces pasas, que volteas la mirada discretamente buscándome, pero ambos tenemos compañía.
Hace tiempo temía perderte, hoy mi único temor es que me olvides, y todo lo que en este blog he escrito o copiado, no ha servido de nada, no he logrado curar mi corazón, ni he podido cortar el nudo, ni he enterrado tiempos, sigo teniendo días grises, no he perdido el miedo para abrir puertas, me sigue pareciendo imposible el amor, sigo llorando, sigo creyendo en cuentos de hadas, no he olvidado mi gran amor, sigue, continúan doliendo las mentiras y el silencio, sigo esperando una nueva oportunidad, sigo colgando en tus manos, sigo leyendo e intentando escribir poesía, sigo sin saber manejar las decepciones amorosas, por mis mejillas siguen viajando lágrimas infinitas, sigo en el silencio de la espera, siguen mis manos extendidas, mi memoria sigue siendo un baúl lleno de recuerdos, las despedidas siguen siendo difíciles, sigo sufriendo y muriendo de amor.
En fin, hoy de nuevo me encuentro en el mismo lugar en que te encontré una noche, cuando tus letras eran tristes y tocaron la fibra mas sensible de mi ser, hoy de nuevo admito que TE AMO, que ninguna compañía ha llenado el vacío que dejaste, sigo cerca de ti, muy cerca.
Hoy ya no tengo miedo de perderte… SOLO TENGO MIEDO A QUE ME OLVIDES.
Hace tiempo temía perderte, hoy mi único temor es que me olvides, y todo lo que en este blog he escrito o copiado, no ha servido de nada, no he logrado curar mi corazón, ni he podido cortar el nudo, ni he enterrado tiempos, sigo teniendo días grises, no he perdido el miedo para abrir puertas, me sigue pareciendo imposible el amor, sigo llorando, sigo creyendo en cuentos de hadas, no he olvidado mi gran amor, sigue, continúan doliendo las mentiras y el silencio, sigo esperando una nueva oportunidad, sigo colgando en tus manos, sigo leyendo e intentando escribir poesía, sigo sin saber manejar las decepciones amorosas, por mis mejillas siguen viajando lágrimas infinitas, sigo en el silencio de la espera, siguen mis manos extendidas, mi memoria sigue siendo un baúl lleno de recuerdos, las despedidas siguen siendo difíciles, sigo sufriendo y muriendo de amor.
En fin, hoy de nuevo me encuentro en el mismo lugar en que te encontré una noche, cuando tus letras eran tristes y tocaron la fibra mas sensible de mi ser, hoy de nuevo admito que TE AMO, que ninguna compañía ha llenado el vacío que dejaste, sigo cerca de ti, muy cerca.
Hoy ya no tengo miedo de perderte… SOLO TENGO MIEDO A QUE ME OLVIDES.
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