Isha shum\u00eb e vog\u00ebl, shum\u00eb e pambrojtur… <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Isha vet\u00ebm 15 vje\u00e7e, nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb e thjesht\u00eb, <\/p>\n\n\n\n
gjithmon\u00eb e buz\u00ebqeshur dhe mbi t\u00eb gjitha, naive, por p\u00ebr fat t\u00eb keq, ka nga ata njer\u00ebz q\u00eb p\u00ebrfitojn\u00eb nga naiviteti i t\u00eb tjer\u00ebve…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
U njoha me nj\u00eb djal\u00eb\nt\u00eb bukur, magjeps\u00ebs, zeshkan e i gjat\u00eb, t\u00eb cilin e quaja Princi im i Zi. N\u00eb\nfillim, kishim nj\u00eb histori dashurie t\u00eb p\u00ebrkryer, e gjith\u00eb shkolla na kishte zili\ndhe me t\u00eb un\u00eb kalova eksperiencat e para n\u00eb dashuri. Duhet t\u00eb them se ai ishte\ntre vjet m\u00eb i madh se un\u00eb dhe gjithmon\u00eb n\u00eb shkoll\u00eb fshiheshim kur shk\u00ebmbenim p\u00ebrk\u00ebdheljet\ne dashuris\u00eb. Un\u00eb isha shum\u00eb e lumtur sepse m\u00eb p\u00eblqente shum\u00eb ai djal\u00eb. Momentet\nq\u00eb kalonim t\u00eb dy, m\u00eb b\u00ebnin t\u00eb ndjehesha shum\u00eb mir\u00eb. Kaluam nj\u00eb muaj bashk\u00eb dhe\nun\u00eb, si adoleshente q\u00eb isha, u dashurova marr\u00ebzisht mbas tij. Nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb q\u00eb un\u00eb mbusha\n15 vje\u00e7e dhe ai, 18, nisi t\u00eb m\u00eb fliste p\u00ebr gj\u00ebra t\u00eb \u00e7uditshme dhe t\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebnte\npresion. M\u00eb thoshte: \u201cN\u00ebse nuk b\u00ebjm\u00eb seks bashk\u00eb, un\u00eb do t\u00eb t\u00eb tradhtoj me dik\u00eb\ntjet\u00ebr dhe do t\u00eb t\u00eb l\u00eb\u201d. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Imagjinoni reagimin\ntim… Isha nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb e dashuruar q\u00eb b\u00ebnte gjith\u00e7ka p\u00ebr t\u00eb dashurin e saj.\nKaluan disa dit\u00eb dhe provuam t\u00eb b\u00ebnim dashuri bashk\u00eb, por un\u00eb kisha dhimbje t\u00eb\ntmerrshme dhe shum\u00eb hemorragji. Nuk arrit\u00ebm asnj\u00ebher\u00eb deri n\u00eb fund. Ai ishte pa\neksperienc\u00eb dhe nuk p\u00ebrdorte as prezervativ. Nuk ishte fare i kujdesh\u00ebm, si\u00e7\nduhet t\u00eb tregohet nj\u00eb mashkull me femr\u00ebn e tij. Kaluan edhe disa dit\u00eb dhe p\u00ebr\nmua, e gjith\u00eb kjo situat\u00eb po shnd\u00ebrrohej n\u00eb nj\u00eb makth t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb. N\u00eb disa raste\nai b\u00ebhej edhe i dhunsh\u00ebm dhe nj\u00eb her\u00eb m\u00eb rrahu sepse kisha shkuar n\u00eb Dajt p\u00ebr t\u00eb\nb\u00ebr\u00eb disa fotografi me v\u00ebllain dhe nj\u00eb shoqen time t\u00eb ngusht\u00eb. Ai, p\u00ebr pak sa\nnuk theu xhamat e makin\u00ebs s\u00eb tij, sepse donte t\u00eb m\u00eb nxirrte jasht\u00eb e t\u00eb m\u00eb q\u00ebllonte.\nN\u00eb at\u00eb moment, un\u00eb, p\u00ebr t\u2019u mbrojtur, vura rripin e sigurimit, q\u00eb t\u00eb mos m\u00eb nxirrte\nnga makina, nd\u00ebrsa shok\u00ebt e tij q\u00eb ishin bashk\u00eb me ne, shikonin dhe nuk b\u00ebnin\nasgj\u00eb. Prita momentin q\u00eb ai t\u00eb largohej nga dera e makin\u00ebs dhe ika, por ai erdhi\npas meje dhe m\u00eb vuri duart n\u00eb fyt. Gati sa s\u2019m\u00eb mori frym\u00ebn, derisa erdhi nj\u00eb\nzonj\u00eb q\u00eb po kalonte aty, i ul\u00ebriti dhe ai ndaloi. Duke qar\u00eb, ika, por ai erdhi\nmbas meje, m\u00eb zuri n\u00eb nj\u00eb rrugic\u00eb dhe filloi t\u00eb m\u00eb godiste me shqelma. N\u00eb at\u00eb\nmoment, si p\u00ebr mrekulli erdhi babai im dhe un\u00eb u largova me t\u00eb, por babai nuk e\npa momentin kur po m\u00eb q\u00ebllonte, mendoi se po grindeshim me fjal\u00eb. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pas k\u00ebsaj q\u00eb\nndodhi, un\u00eb fika telefonin q\u00eb t\u00eb mos m\u00eb merte dhe kisha frik\u00eb t\u00eb dilja nga sht\u00ebpia,\npor mbas disa dit\u00ebsh ai erdhi duke qar\u00eb e duke m\u2019u betuar se nuk do ta p\u00ebrs\u00ebriste\nm\u00eb di\u00e7ka t\u00eb till\u00eb. I besova sepse e doja, edhe pse ndjenja e frik\u00ebs vazhdonte t\u00eb\nmos m\u00eb linte t\u00eb qet\u00eb. E dija se nga ai mund t\u00eb prisja gjith\u00e7ka. Ishte me t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb\nshum\u00eb i dhunsh\u00ebm. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb tjeter, kush\u00ebrira ime kishte dit\u00eblindjen dhe m\u00eb kishte\nftuar q\u00eb t\u00eb dilnim. I \u00e7ova nj\u00eb sms ku i thoja se kush\u00ebrira ime kishte dit\u00eblindjen\ndhe do t\u00eb dilja. Nuk m\u00eb ktheu p\u00ebrgjigje dhe kjo m\u2019u duk e \u00e7uditshme, por un\u00eb ika,\nduke menduar se, t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn, e kisha lajm\u00ebruar. Nuk e dija dhe s\u2019kisha nga ta\ndija si i funksiononte truri atij… <\/p>\n\n\n\n
N\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb, ai m\u00eb\nkishte ndjekur nga pas. Kur po kthehesha p\u00ebr n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, e takova rrug\u00ebs dhe filloi\nt\u00eb ul\u00ebrinte se ku dilja pa lejen e tij dhe m\u00eb godiste si i \u00e7mendur. M\u00eb la\nshenja n\u00eb trup. Prind\u00ebrit e mi nuk b\u00ebn\u00eb denoncim, sepse nuk i lejova un\u00eb. Nuk e\ndi se \u00e7far\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebnte q\u00eb ta mbroja. E doja dhe m\u00eb magjepsnin fjal\u00ebt e tij. Isha\nshum\u00eb e vog\u00ebl dhe nuk po e kuptoja se \u00e7far\u00eb m\u00eb ndodhte me k\u00ebt\u00eb person. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Q\u00ebndrova pes\u00eb vjet e\nlidhur me t\u00eb dhe gjith\u00e7ka mbaroi mes nesh kur e pash\u00eb me syt\u00eb e mi me nj\u00eb fem\u00ebr\ntjet\u00ebr. Vet\u00ebm at\u00ebhere m\u2019u hap\u00ebn syt\u00eb dhe arrita t\u00eb kuptoja se gjat\u00eb atyre viteve\nq\u00eb kam q\u00ebndruar me t\u00eb, vet\u00ebm kam posht\u00ebruar veten. I thoja vetes q\u00eb nuk\nsh\u00ebrbeja p\u00ebr asgj\u00eb, isha e deformuar. P\u00ebr shkak t\u00eb tij, kalova n\u00eb anoreksi dhe\ni vetmi q\u00eb m\u00eb ka ndihmuar ta kaloj k\u00ebt\u00eb situat\u00eb ka qen\u00eb v\u00ebllai im sepse ai e dinte\nsi ishin pun\u00ebt. Jua shkrova k\u00ebt\u00eb histori sepse desha t\u00eb tregoja m\u00ebkatin m\u00eb t\u00eb\nmadh q\u00eb mund t\u00eb b\u00ebj\u00eb nj\u00eb njeri: D\u00ebmtova veten time! <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tani kam shtuar 20\nkg dhe jam mir\u00eb, fal\u00eb nj\u00eb personi q\u00eb m\u00eb do. Me t\u00eb kam b\u00ebr\u00eb dashuri p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb\npar\u00eb dhe jam ndjer\u00eb shum\u00eb e lumtur n\u00eb krah\u00ebt e tij, jo e k\u00ebrc\u00ebnuar si me tjetrin.\nKur gjith\u00e7ka mbaroi me ish-t\u00eb dashurin dhe gjeta dashurin\u00eb e jet\u00ebs sime, guxova\nt\u00eb shkoja te nj\u00eb mjek q\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00eb ndihmonte p\u00ebr problemin q\u00eb mendoja se kisha\nfizikisht. Mjeku m\u00eb tha se isha normale, se t\u00eb gjitha pengesat q\u00eb kisha patur\np\u00ebr t\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb dashuri me t\u00eb, kishin qen\u00eb psikologjike… Hap pas hapi me t\u00eb\ndashurin tim pran\u00eb, e kalova gjith\u00e7ka q\u00eb m\u00eb kishte ndodhur dhe rigjeta lumturin\u00eb.\n<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Isha shum\u00eb e vog\u00ebl, shum\u00eb e pambrojtur… Isha vet\u00ebm 15 vje\u00e7e, nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb e thjesht\u00eb, gjithmon\u00eb e buz\u00ebqeshur dhe mbi t\u00eb gjitha, naive, por p\u00ebr fat t\u00eb keq, ka nga ata njer\u00ebz q\u00eb p\u00ebrfitojn\u00eb nga naiviteti i t\u00eb tjer\u00ebve… U njoha me nj\u00eb djal\u00eb t\u00eb bukur, magjeps\u00ebs, zeshkan e i gjat\u00eb, t\u00eb cilin e quaja […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":22309,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[249],"class_list":["post-22530","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta","tag-histori"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22530","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=22530"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22530\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/22309"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22530"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22530"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22530"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}