Hey reader. Another evening, another time I gotta write. The title is kind of the... Thing? Was thinking on forgiveness and I realized that there are things I don't forgive. I don't forgive my ex step father. For how he hurt me. I don't forgive my mother for the abuse. I don't forgive my dad for things he's done. I think because I'm a parent and I know how hard it is but I also know that certain things aren't forgivable. You can overreact as a parent and your kid may be upset but generally they will figure out you were trying your hardest. Right? Welp. If you lester your kids, that's not trying. That's grody.
Have I done unforgivable things? Perhaps because they're dead and I can't apologize.
Will I continue to do so? No.
Eh. I'm hurting and I just want to bounce ideas off of someone and I don't exactly have anyone to call right now.
Not that... I have people I know and a handful of friends but I generally keep to myself now.
I think I've become more of a recluse. Even with working. I work and I come home. I don't want to be out. I don't want to deal.
The outside world and I are at odds.
Shit reader. I need a nap and a hug.
S
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