Forgiveness

There is a kind of weight that has nothing to do with the present moment.

It travels with you. Into your next relationship, where it is not welcome. Into conversations where it colors what should be neutral. Into sleep, where it rewrites old scenes with different outcomes that never arrive. It is the weight of an account you cannot close, a verdict never delivered, a debt the other person has long since stopped thinking about.

Resentment is the word for it. And resentment is, at its root, the refusal to let something be over.

"Who or what are you still carrying — in resentment, in unresolved hurt, in the replaying of old events — and what has holding onto it cost you?"

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