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Hacerte el fuerte te asesinara antes de que tus padres lo hagan

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i hope that guilt fucking eats you alive and you NEVER move on and feel good about yourself. feel it. be uncomfortable, be aware of the pain you caused me.
¿Cómo podría dormir yo, si han partido mi corazón?
Everything changed the day Amira was born. The world outside was collapsing — bombs, dust, screams, and fear. Yet inside a small room, by the dim light of a single candle, a new life began. While others were running for shelter, I was holding my newborn daughter, trembling, crying, trying to believe that something so pure could still exist in a place like Gaza. I named her Amira, because I wanted her to feel like a child of life —not a child of war.
A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep. She has just turned one. She’s learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things — as if she doesn’t see the destruction around her. She doesn’t know the word “loss.” She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there. Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in — whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like. And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says “mama,” everything becomes bearable again. I want to rebuild our home. Not just for the walls — but for her future. For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war. I’m not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear
My name is Saja. I am a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on — to hope, to my family, and to a life that no
A Mother’s Message
To everyone reading this — thank you for listening to our story. Your kindness means more than words. Every share, every message, every donation — it all helps me rebuild not just a house, but a future for Amira. From the heart of Gaza, from a mother learning to hope again — we will live. And I will make sure my daughter grows up in a world that knows love more than war.
tener a uno solo de tus padres, y que de todas formas estoy tan decepcionado y asqueado de ti...¿Cómo podría yo sentirme completa?

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Porque estudiar doble jornada, irme de casa desde las 4:50 am, regresar 7:30-8:00 pm, regresar con buen promedio en ambas jornadas no pudo salvarme ¿Qué podría hacerlo? Nada va salvarte de la ineptitud...De ser la hija torpe y muda.
How bad must I be? Every time I cry, I start patting my shoulder and chest, and I tell myself "it's okay, cry all you want" as if it's someone else, is it serious or am I just coping with my problem?
I'm really not the same anymore, I might be having fun but as soon as I hear my mom's footsteps I go completely silent. I love her, but it hurts me so much that she doesn't like the way I am.
It's weird, I tried to kill myself when I was 10 and now, 5 years later, I write how bad I feel BUT I write nice messages at the end.
Sometimes I feel like I'm the biggest piece of trash, but is there any improvement? Of course there is, everything will pass, I'm serious, just love yourself, hug yourself, you need it, everyone really, don't be an idiot saying "I appreciate and love myself" in front of the mirror, when you still look at yourself with a certain disgust. Show it to yourself!.
I mean, no, I'm not breaking down, but then why doesn't it feel the same? I've been getting really sick and I'm kind of scared that my body is just venting on me.
I don't know, ask me how, but I have given advice and listened to my friends, but even though it seems neutral, something is eating me up, tearing me apart inside and no, it's not a diabolical fetus LOL.
My sense of humor is not dead, Nothing really The slightest thing and I feel crumpled, bad has happened, I'm hating myself for not being okay when everyone else is, maybe mom was hurtful earlier this week but I've been through worse things and I'm falling apart, like a sheet of paper on which someone has vented their fury, So I'm trying to heal myself, But I don't even understand myself, although I don't care much, nobody knows that I'm having a bad time, and that makes me feel better, before times, I'll sum it up, I made it clear, I even tried to kill myself, and this time, I just got through it, I'm not going to kill myself. Is that progress? Right?
Some words are useless, but I really would hate for anyone else to go through something similar. Take care of yourself, think things through, no one deserves to feel pitiful or miserable. Love yourself, no one else will, IF YOU DON'T START FIRST.

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Oficialmente, estoy oxidada ¿Saben? Si, estoy escribiendo en mi idioma de nacimiento, no, me distraje, en realidad...Me siento inútil, quizás soy, he hecho manualidades por montón, necesito hacer algo que realmente impresione a otros, estoy terriblemente...Oh, continuo, estoy terriblemente corta de dinero, he estado dando regalos a todos mis seres queridos, y bueno...Una vez leí que si regalabas muchas cosas, o que tenían mucho valor para ti a otros, podría ser una forma de que tú conciente... subconciente (? Daba una despedida... Porque ya sabes...No lo volvería a intentar, quiero creer, bueno, da igual, he estado haciendo manualidades, desde dibujos tontos, hasta pequeñas piezas de madera, he tratado de renovar la casa, Diosss, es como si tratara de dejar algo bueno antes de irme, pero no, quiero decir nuevamente, no lo intentaría, soy...más que eso, solo he buscado validación(? Ahh, estoy tan...destrozada(? Que no siento encontrar las palabras adecuadas, no sé ni cómo describir, me distraigo, pero continuo, busco algo con lo que hacerme notar, incluso volví a escribir, la necesidad de hacerme valer, de alguna u otra forma me está sofocando, más porque nada parece sorprender a mamá, quiero decir ¡Entre a un buen instituto! ¿Puedes estar feliz? Oh no, lo sé, fue un milagro, no crees que pueda soportar un alto rendimiento académico...¿Sorprendida? No para nada, también sé que milagrosamente entre...¡Entre a una carrera industrial! ¿Preferias algo más...de oficina? Oh perdón ¡Es público, no tendrás que pagar! Si, si es lejos...¿Pasaje? Déjame buscar trabajo lo pagaré...¿No quieres que me distraiga de mis estudios? No lo haré, dame permi-so...Lo siento, no volveré a insistir.
Debería ponerlo en notas, no siento que sea demasiado bueno subirlo, quizás...Acabo de leer un manga, cambio mi perspectiva, quizás esto logré llegar a alguien más, alguien que lo necesite, quiero decir ¡Lucha por lo que quieras! Por lo que realmente quieras, es tu vida, tu decides, no te preocupes si al resto no le agrada, a veces es difícil no escuchar todas esas cosas, ignorar malos gestos, burlas incluso, quiero que tú, lector, entiendas que nada vale más la pena, que luchar por lo que amas.
Mom said I was ugly, and I understand her, but she can't understand me, You don't know how much I tried to look pretty, you don't know how much I tried to look pretty to you, I cut myself off every day of my life from the hatred I felt towards myself, today there is nothing left, I don't want to try because I know that I am not.
Even if I say I don't feel anything, there is something that does, the hate doesn't go away, I need to hurt myself, I need to break something in my body, I need to show my body that I hate it, that it disgusts me so much.
That moment when your boyfriend may be bothering you a lot, but you don't feel like yourself anymore. No matter how much he makes you feel good, you don't feel good, you hate yourself.
You feel frustrated with yourself and you don't know why, you feel empty and you don't know why, nothing feels the same
Imagine waking up, going down to the kitchen and your mother freaking out and asking you why you are so ugly, nice ways to start the day Good morning, everyone

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I'm back! I'm still the stupid girl who cries because mom says hurtful things about her
Well this little world has already fallen apart, there is no more creativity, but if there is any, just one reader, I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye, maybe I'll come back, maybe not