The Weight of Resentment and the Freedom of Forgiveness

You’re not just angry, you’re chained and drained. Lay down the weight. Let your energy flow free and unlock your power.

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Chained to the rhythm.
But of what?
You heart? Not quite.
Your true self?
An imaginary freedom?
Or… resentment, a load, a self-inflicted burden you could lay down and walk lighter and freer?

Forgiveness, hard as it is, is key to freedom and happiness.

Because when you don’t forgive, it breeds resentment. And resentment doesn’t harm the person you’re angry at.
It eats you.

I used to think I’d hacked forgiveness. I’d reconnect with people I “forgave” only to turn moody and withdrawn days later. I’d snap for no reason, neither could I control nor explain it. A switch would just flip and, voila! My day is ruined, relationships strained. I’d be mad at them. And at myself.

And it dawned on me: I hadn’t really forgiven. A quick soul-search showed me that I’m still holding on.
And the scariest part?
It was me it was hurting.
Not them. Me.