I am emotionally trapped in a lie nobody’s ever told me. And I keep wandering why. Why the hell am I doing this to myself? I can’t even tell that lie.

Some time ago I started changing…and I guess this thing just came with it. It was like the devil’s answer to my prayers to God. I and God said yes, meanwhile the devil had another version of this “yes”…the opposite version.

I was trying to become a nicer me, a positive me. But I found this guy that, without his consent or knowledge, sucks all the positive energy in me that I’ve build throughout that changing period.

And if that wasn’t enough, let me tell you something. I am the type of girl who can handle anything. And it bothers me so much that men think (attention please, it rarely happens to see a man thinking) that I can’t do any of it. Today 2 men came to help me and my mom move a fridge, and I simply suggested something, simply told what I had on my mind…and guess what? One of them stopped and asked me if I was going to let him move the fridge or if I wanted to move it by myself..and I was like ” Hell yeah, I’m not gonna touch it, I just wanted to spare my eyes of a circus, because that fridge won’t fit, but sorry, let the gods do their job..”And it took them 10 minutes to go up on 17 stairs.

Today I really realized I don’t need any useless extension to help me feel good, or to help me do something. I realized all the power of making myself happy rests quietly in me. So that’s why I started buying flowers for myself.

A real woman can do it all by herself. But a real man won’t let her.