Not a Grudge, Just Pain

Are you holding a grudge? About?

Holding a grudge implies a refusal to let go of anger or a desire for revenge. That’s not what I feel. Instead, I carry a deep and genuine hurt.

There’s a crucial difference. A grudge is about bitterness and wanting someone else to suffer. The pain I feel is about healing from what I didn’t deserve. People have intentionally hurt me, and that kind of betrayal doesn’t just disappear. It settles deep inside.

Even so, I choose forgiveness, not for them, but for myself. Forgiveness isn’t about excusing what was done; it’s about refusing to let it control me anymore.

The journey isn’t easy. The memories can still surface, and the pain can reappear unexpectedly. But I remind myself that healing isn’t a straight line. Forgiveness isn’t about forgetting; it’s about choosing peace, even when the hurt lingers.

I don’t hold grudges. I carry the echo of those wounds, and I’m learning to let them go—not because the pain doesn’t matter, but because my own well-being matters more.