Forgive people not just for their sake, but for yours. Animosity is a baggage that will weigh you down until you can no longer stand.
I forgive you for all of the times you broke your promises. I forgive you for all of the hurt you have caused me. I forgive because that is the only way for me to move forward.
I choose to forgive you because resentment does nothing positive for my life. I want something big and beautiful. I want happiness and hands that touch me tenderly, not roughly. I want a love worth speaking about.
I am no longer a victim or enslaved to the fear of what you had once done to me. Instead I am a survivor and I am proud of it.
Message after message, without a single reply but I can clearly see that it’s ‘delivered,’ as the clock kept on ticking I asked myself if you’ll ever read my messages.
Set yourself free, sweet soul. You can smile now. You are free to breathe without caution. The past is nothing but sand on the soles of your shoes, mud on your old car tires, and dusty Polaroid pictures on your refrigerator.
But most importantly dear mother, I apologize for leaving you, promising that I will come back after 6 months but never living up to it.
The truth is it hurt me too. It hurt to see you standing there, seeing your heart break into a million little pieces.
At the end of the day, it’s not just about waiting for the other person to forgive you. It’s about forgiving yourself.
Even if it brought sorrow, you could imagine a life without me. You couldn’t do the same with her.