Forgiveness is often seen as a virtue—a path to healing, peace, and closure. But sometimes, the wound runs too deep. The betrayal cuts too sharp. And the idea of letting go feels impossible. You want to move on, but something inside you resists. Because what happened wasn’t just wrong—it changed you.
This feeling is heavy. It’s the weight of anger, disappointment, and pain that refuses to fade. You replay the moment, the words, the silence. You try to understand, to rationalize, to soften—but the hurt remains. And with it, the wall you’ve built to protect yourself.
Not being able to forgive doesn’t mean you’re cruel. It means you’re still healing. It means the damage was real. It means your boundaries were crossed in ways that can’t be undone. And that’s okay. Forgiveness isn’t a requirement—it’s a choice. One that takes time, courage, and sometimes, distance.
You don’t owe anyone your forgiveness. But you do owe yourself compassion. You’re allowed to feel. You’re allowed to grieve. And when you’re ready—if you’re ever ready—you’ll know. Until then, honor your pain. It’s part of your truth.
