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Resentment is not revenge. It is a slow poison. It turns the one who hurt you into a god. You never stop worshiping. Every thought you offer them is an offering on the altar. Every sleepless night is another candle lit.
You think you are punishing them, but they sleep, they eat, they live. And it is your marrow that thins. So here is your unholy medicine. You will have to put the grudge down. Not because they deserve your peace, but because you do. It's not about forgiving. It's about cutting the cord so your life is not forever tied to the scene of the crime. Because if you don't, the hurt will keep farming.