I used to carry names in my chest like unpaid bills,
every memory stamped \u201cdue,\u201d every feeling collecting interest.
Not because I wanted to,
but because nobody ever taught me
how to put things down without feeling like I\u2019m losing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
See, grudges feel powerful at first,
like armor.
Like you\u2019re protecting yourself from being hurt again.
But truth is\u2026
that armor gets heavy.
And after a while, you\u2019re not protected,
you\u2019re just tired.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tired of replaying old conversations in new days.
Tired of letting people who left
still take up space in your present.
Tired of blocking your own blessings
because your hands are too full holding onto the past.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And maybe forgiveness isn\u2019t about them.
Maybe it\u2019s not a handshake,
not a text message,
not even closure.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maybe it\u2019s a quiet decision\u2026
to stop drinking poison
and expecting someone else to feel it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because you\u2019ve got things to build.
Dreams that don\u2019t have time
for emotional traffic jams.
Connections waiting to find you
but can\u2019t get through
because your heart still says \u201coccupied.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And listen,
forgiveness doesn\u2019t mean access.
It doesn\u2019t mean you forget
or pretend it didn\u2019t hurt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You can forgive
and still close the door.
You can heal
and still say \u201cnot again.\u201d
You can love yourself enough
to choose peace over familiarity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That\u2019s what boundaries are,
not walls to keep people out,
but doors you finally learned how to lock.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So take your time.
Healing isn\u2019t a race,
and growth doesn\u2019t come from pretending you\u2019re okay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sit with it.
Feel it.
Release it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because the moment you let go of resentment,
you don\u2019t become weak,
you become available.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Available for better conversations.
Better partnerships.
Better versions of yourself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And one day you\u2019ll realize\u2026
the life you were trying to build
was never waiting on them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was waiting on you
to finally put the weight down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Walking Shadow Poetry – Grow from what\u2019s meant to kill you.<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/share\/p\/1GTNP9CiXy<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n