Tengo tantas cosas en mi mente que no aguanto quisiera no estar aquí pq en este mundo las personas son tan cruel tengo tanta presión en mi q ya me duele el alma me da miedo que piensen las personas de mí me da miedo salir a la calle cuando tú propia familia te humilla y tu propia madre es la persona que más te hace sentir una mierda tengo mucha ansiedad y mi dolor lo expreso comiendo me dicen que gorda tu no piensas bajar de peso as ejercicio mi mamá se pasa los día diciéndome cosas esa barriga es blanda ella no se da cuenta el dolor que eso me causa mis dos vecinas que se pasan el día hablando mal de mi pero cuando tienen un problema me llaman enseguida y ay yo si soy la buena pero cuando no las ayudo soy la mala pero yo tengo mi frases que me levanta cada día mi frase es si hablan mal de dios 🙏 que nunca lo han visto que te importa que hablen mal de ti pero aveses no soy fuerte no quiero que mi mamá no decida mas en mis cosas quiero que me dé mi espacio ella tiene la manía de que yo le diga mami yo quiero esto yo quiero lo otro y me quite mis pensamientos y eso me cae muy mal
Quisiera tener mi propia casa y que nadie me dijera lo que tengo que hacer ser libre y no depender de nadie irme lejos y olvidarme un poco de les cosa ir al mar y soltar todo lo que tengo adentro gritar bin fuerte 🥹😭😭💔
En otra vida mi mamá se sentiría orgullosa de mi
En otra vida me hubiera sentido linda conmigo misma
En otra vida tal vez no me criticarían por mi físico
En otra vida tal vez no me hubiese tocado intentar ser otra para encargar o tener amigos
En otra vida hubiese Sido la favorita de la familia
En otra vida tal vez las personas no me tratarían tan feo
En otra vida no se burlaban de mi
En otra vida no me hacían bullying en la escuela
En otra vida sería muchísimo más fuerte
En otra vida no me tocaba quedarme sola en los descansos de la escuela
En otra vida nadie se acercaria a mi por conveniencia si no al contrario por mi forma de ser o por lo que soy
En otra vida hubiese podido complacer a mi mamá
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A Story of Pain"
I have so many things on my mind that I can't take it anymore. I wish I wasn't here because people in this world are so cruel. I have so much pressure on me that my soul hurts. I'm afraid of what people think of me; I'm afraid to go out into the street when your own family humiliates you and your own mother is the person who makes you feel most like piece of trash. I have so much anxiety and I express my pain through eating. People tell me: 'You're so fat, aren't you thinking about losing weight? Exercise!' My mom spends all day saying things to me like 'that belly is flabby. She doesn't realize the pain she causes me. My two neighbors spend the whole day speaking ill of me, but as soon as they have a problem, they call me, and then I'm 'the good one. But when I don't help them, I'm 'the bad one.'
have a phrase that gets me up every day: 'If they speak ill of God, whom they have never seen, why should you care if they speak ill of you?' But sometimes I'm not strong. I don't want my mom to decide things for me anymore; I want her to give me my space. She has this habit of wanting me to say, 'Mom, I want this, I want that, and she pushes my own thoughts aside, and that makes me feel terrible.
I wish I had my own house where no one told me what to do-to be free and not depend on anyone. To go far away and forget things for a while. To go to the sea and let out everything I have inside, to scream as loud as I can.
In another life, my mom would be proud of me.
In another life, I would have felt beautiful with myself.
In another life, maybe they wouldn't criticize my body.
In another life, maybe I wouldn't have had to try to be someone else just to fit in or have friends.
In another life, I would have been the family favorite.
In another life, maybe people wouldn't treat me so poorly.
In another life, they wouldn't make fun of me.
In another life, I wouldn't have been bullied at school.
In another life, I would be much stronger.
In another life, I wouldn't have had to stay alone during school breaks.
In another life, no one would approach me out of convenience, but instead for who I am.
In another life, I would have been able to please my mother."
