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Goodbye to the version of me that held grudges....

Goodbye to the version of me that held grudges. That couldn't forgive. That stayed angry for years. I kept score. Remembered every wrong. Nursed resentments like they were precious. And they poisoned me. I thought I was protecting myself. Standing up for myself. Maintaining boundaries. But I was just bitter. Forgiveness isn't for them. It's for me. To release the weight. To move forward. To be free. I'm practicing letting go now. Not for others. For myself. Because carrying all this anger is exhausting.

— The One Who Survived

Enshrined on October 18, 2025 at 07:48 AM UTC

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