What is the most difficult thing you have had to forgive?
I’ve actually thought about this question over the course of a couple of days. A lot of very personal things came to mind. I asked myself how in the world I could write about those topics. But in the end, the toughest “thing” I’ve had to forgive is myself for past mistakes and past wrongs.
I am definitely my own worst critic. I’ve made bad decisions and questioned my judge of character by allowing toxic people in my life. I’ve allowed people to treat me in a manner that no person should be treated. It’s a hard thing to look in the mirror when you haven’t advocated for yourself or when you’ve let others down.
After years, I began to let it go. I wouldn’t say I am all of the way there yet. I suppose everyone asks how they could have allowed themselves to make the choices they did; act in a way of which they are not proud or cared about people who in essence sucked the life out of them when all of the warning signs were there all along.
We’re human. We make mistakes. We correct them. We learn from our past. We move on. Or we don’t.
Without forgiveness progress cannot exist. I choose progress.