Just about 18 years ago, someone said something to me that really set me back. I had been going through a rough time, was making mental progress, and then they said something that made me feel like a nothing again.
All these years I’ve felt two things about that event –
1. Regret – I just wished the event hadn’t happened.
2. Frustration – I have always been frustrated that I didn’t have the skills to do better. When that bomb exploded in my head, a mental block happened and I didn’t follow through on a promise.
Today I found out that someone is dead – like, not here anymore, but long since in heaven – dead.
It suddenly occurs to me that all the regret and frustration won’t help anyone and I’ll never be able to relive or fix that moment.
I have long-since forgiven that poor woman with the misspoken words, but I now need to forgive the immature, hurt person that I was.
Why am I still carrying all this stuff around anyway?
Release, Renew, Rejoice.