In my heart, I hold no bitterness, no anger, no lingering resentment for those who have crossed my path, leaving scars upon my soul. They who neglected, hurt, and abused, their actions like a tempest, have come and gone, leaving me weathered but not broken. I harbor no grudge for those who turned away, their words a dagger, their disregard a heavy burden. For in the tapestry of life, I have come to understand the intricate weave of human frailty. I stand before the mirror of my own mistakes, acknowledging the times I too have stumbled, been selfish, and caused … Continue reading In my heart there is no space for bitterness