Yowza; That One Stung for A WHILE, Yo

 Sponsor: www.linkedin.com/in/melissa-crowley-b05a8423/ Ps 51 A clean heart create for me, O God; give me back the  joy of your salvation. Ez 18 The Lord says: 'Cast away from you all the crimes you have committed, and make for yourselves a new heart and a new spirit.'

Sometimes, the other humans will hurt you. They just will.

It could be unintentional. It could be calculated and malicious. It could be by default or as a knee-jerk 'self-preservation' instinct. READ: A 'Better you than me' moment, yo.

Whatever the case, there will be times in life when even the people you love and trust the most slice you to ribbons verbally or emotionally. If there's physical harm, it's more than time to kick that cretin back to the cave permanently, Capisce? No exceptions. Molto brutto! 

But, for the other times, there's much to consider. Is this a one-off or a pattern? Is it something you can get past? Is this an offense with basis? Could you, gasp, be partially to blame? Most importantly, does this human matter enough to you to start the road to healing?

We all err. We all misspeak and misstep and misjudge and misfire and well, just miss. It happens. Almost always (I make no promises if you hurt my kid), I'm all about forgiving since I myself am so incredibly flawed, you dig? 

Because the thing about forgiving someone for, let's say, cutting you out of her life for no apparent reason despite your repeated outreach of affection and friendship, is that, it feels good to finally let it go.

My girlfriend who wrote me off without warning or, to my knowledge cause (though I begged her to let me know what I'd done wrong so I could amend it?) will never read this, sadly. She deemed me worthy of complete nothingness many moons ago. I may as well live in outer space as far as she's concerned. Actually, some days, that sounds pretty appealing. I digress.

For a long time, indeed many years, I was dreadfully hurt by her rejection then I went through an angry phase followed by an apathetic one, to take a page from her book. But now, with the tiny smattering of wisdom that comes from age and through the aid of prayer, I forgive her.

Also, I finally forgive myself both for anything I may have done, albeit unwittingly, to tick her off so much...and for foolishly holding onto the hurt as long as I did. Today, I even wish her well. Goodbye old pal; take care.  #LetGo #YoureOnlyHurtingYourself #Pray

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