A quest
Through several months of therapy, I have come to the conclusion that I want to come to a place where I can truly forgive Amy. Not because she deserves it - gods know she doesn't, and probably doesn't even want it. But I want to be in a place where I rule my feelings, not the other way around. I've also come to the realization that while our society claims to admire people like Nelson Mandella for being able to forgive the people who've hurt them, we glamorize those who get their revenge. How many books/tv shows/movies/songs are about revenge? Most of them, really. It makes for a compelling story. We want to believe the people who hurt us will get their comeuppance. But that's not real life. So if I'm not going to be able to serve Amy a dish of justice, what am I to do? Let the wounds fester? Let her continue to steal my joy? No. I'm going to forgive. No, I'm not there yet. I still relish the idea of karma dealing with her. But I'm working on it. And, for me, part of working on it is reading the real-life stories of those who've walked this path. So, I leave you with words from Desmond Tutu.