There’s this misconception that healing is forgiveness. But it’s not. Not everyone deserves the privilege of absolution, but it also doesn’t mean holding a grudge.
And I’ll cry tomorrow.
Have you ever felt like you needed to get something off your chest, have that last word, or say your peace?
We can move on, we can acknowledge that something we once cared about is no longer there, but we can’t change the effect it left on us, the mark it made on our lives, on our souls.
I’m sitting here in the dark watching the lightning, listening to the thunder, with some soft John Mayer playlist on and it’s exactly what I needed today to validate how I’m feeling. Dark.
I wonder about life all the time. Not just the mysteries of the unmeasurable universe, but my role in it. Me. My Future. The Great Unknown.
Grace is all around us, every minute, every second of the day.
I propose we rebrand. Elaborate on the idea that accepting who you are does not mean settling.