“I can’t bring myself to forgive….”
Maria veers off mentally, fully knowing the barrage of words that would now be spewed out. She has heard it everyday for more than quarter of a century. She is kind of immune, but the idea of being stuck in a swamp stinks.
“I guess one should stop scraping wounds, when new skin starts growing. You kill the new before it has a chance to establish itself.”
“Do you think I enjoy the pain?” He acts hurt, as usual.
“No. You’re afraid of the new identity, that absence of this pain will give you.”
Reena Saxena 
Profound.
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Thanks so much, Jude!
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A great story, full of little gems of wisdom. Forgiving means letting go of something and having to fill that void with something else. Which takes a lot of courage. However, I can’t bring myself to blame people who have been hurt/abused so badly that they can’t forgive, not in many years, maybe not ever.
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Thank you so much!
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There are those who cannot, for whatever reason, move beyond the pain. Not for wanting, it, but perhaps for feeling safer with something they at least know and feels familiar … and perhaps is part of the identity they’d formed. Always sad, but often judged in a way that in of itself makes them snail into another wound.
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Victimhood gives a kind of halo – there must have been something worthwhile about the person that others wanted to attack. It feels better than being ignored.
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For some people, that is true. Sad, perhaps, but no less true.
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The more we know about the human state of mind the less able we seem to be able to sort out humanities problems. Your story made me think. Well done.
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I find myself stuck while writing a nature poem. It strikes me that I’ve remained focussed on humans, and not focussed enough on nature. Your comment made me think if the approach is flawed.
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Give your self time, hopefully then nature will find you. It is never easy to write
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That’s a good suggestion 😀 Thanks!
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Maria is a smart cookie. What I’m wondering is why she has stuck with this self-pitying guy so long.
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You are right ☺️
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Reblogged this on NEW OPENED BLOG > https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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Thanks!
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Nicely written. You got the right perspective of people👍
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Thanks a lot, Vatsal!
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“I guess one should stop scraping wounds, when new skin starts growing. You kill the new before it has a chance to establish itself.” So true.
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Thank you so much!
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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My favorite part: “the idea of being stuck in a swamp stinks.”
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome.
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Your story is right on! The inability to forgive is caused by fear. Fear that it will show weakness. I think, in reality, forgiveness makes us stronger.
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Thank you for sharing your perspective, Patricia!
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Interesting tale of facing the true person you are. Well done, Reena.
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Thank you, Mason! Blaming others gives one a kind of legitimacy to hide many flaws.
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Sure does, we can blame forever and never solve the problems that lie within ourselves. Or we can be honest and grow.
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“No. You’re afraid of the new identity, that absence of this pain will give you.” brilliant. I know one with the same perspective.
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Thank you, Indira 😀 Good to know my observation is not off the mark.
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You are never off the mark, dear.
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🙏👍☺️
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Aren’t people fascinating? The reasons why they do what they do. Great interaction here.
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Thank you, Neil!
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