Y me lo creí. Me creí las palabras que me decían ELLOS. Puede ser que fuera lo peor que había. No merecía vivir. Esa frase me persiguió a cada minuto de mi vida, recordándome el tiempo que estaba malgastando al mundo. Recordando que mi vida no encajaba aquí. Recordándome que no había marcha atrás. Nadie me iba disuadir de ello. A nadie le importaba. Posiblemente les haga un favor a ELLOS, ya que era su deseo más grande.
Ahora ya no lo sé porque la cuchilla atravesó mi piel mucho antes de que pudieran decir algo más. Posiblemente me hizo daño pero no tan grande como las palabras que me dijeron, te lo puedo asegurar.
No te puedes imaginar el poder de las palabras. Las utilizamos para comunicarnos, transmitir noticias, enseñar asignaturas… Pero tan poderosas son que pueden hacerte brillar o hundirte al mismo tiempo.
Recuerda: que una palabra hace más daño que una bofetada. (Vigila las palabras)
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Sometimes I was feeling that I was going to demolish. So loudly it was this feeling that was not leaving me not even to walk. The whole space was dealing in my interior, suffocating as if it could not breathe. The Edginess and the agony were occupying my thoughts stunning them with the malignant acid of the words. They were chasing me everywhere. Shouting me coward I was. That was fleeing of my pressure. But my weakness was so big that I sank in a black well.
And I believed myself it. I believed myself the words that THEY were saying to me. It can be that it was the worse thing that existed. It was not deserving to live. This phrase chased me to every minute of my life, remembering me the time that it was wasting to the world. Remembering that my life was not fitting here. Remembering me that there was not reverse. Nobody me was going to dissuade of it. It was mattering for nobody.Possibly i was making a favor to them, since it was his bigger desire.
Now it didn't know it very cleary because the cleaver crossed my skin a long time before they could say something more. Possibly it damaged to me but not as big as the words that they said to me, I can assure it you.
You cannot imagine the power of the words. We use them to communicate, to transmit news, to teach subjects … But so powerful they are that they can make you shine or sink at the same time.
Remember: that a word damages more than a slap. (Monitor the words)
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