It's Not As Easy As It Looks...

Why do people hold grudges? It's an age-old question that nobody - okay, probably somebody - knows the answer to. I'm all for "forgive and forget." I'm just really, super bad at it.

(This blog has kind of turned into my own personal rant. Great, huh?)

Facebook, while incredibly awesome in connecting friends who otherwise might not be able to connect, sucks when it comes to the "forgive and forget" thing. Sure, posts can be deleted, but once seen it can't be unseen. Like photographs. Or lack thereof.

Let me tell you the background story: It was through Facebook that I realized that my supposed best friends weren't really my friends after all. Pictures would be posted and statuses would be written about the awesome times they all had together. Without me. I was cut out of their lives and it hurt like hell (and this is before other drama...I won't go into that). Grudge created, wound opened.

I seem to torture myself by looking at this particular group's photos every now and again. And seeing how easy their lives are without me sucks. Grudge held, insert salt in wound.

I get really morose and (to tell the truth) a little pissed off when I think about them. I'm a grudge holder. But you know what? I forgive them, even though they aren't seeking it. Why? Because if they hadn't been so awful to me, I might not appreciate my REAL friends as much as I do. In fact, I probably wouldn't have even been friends with them if I hadn't been forced to find a new lunch table. And I'm so grateful I did.


The moral of the story, kiddies, is that shit happens. But sometimes, good stuff comes out of it. So forgive, but don't necessarily forget. Or forget if you can, God love ya.