i ever asked myself this question. what does forgiveness truly mean? or are there simply many different levels of forgiveness? sometimes, we just stop being angry at the people who hurt us and we don't hate them anymore. is that it? or does it mean that we trust them not to ever hurt us ever again, and we allow them into our lives one more time that we may risk being vulnerable. if the latter is the case, then I have not forgiven.
The idealist never wants her dream wrecked and her ideal shattered into imperfection. So she tries her hardest to restore it. But just like in every other thing in our lives, there has to be a balance of both doses, idealism and realism. It is time to start listening to my brain.
strike two. isn't something plainly amiss?
strike three, and you're definitely out.
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