i used to write a lot about the vitalness of sometimes burning bridges, of cutting toxic people and influences out of your life without remorse. but it would be childish if i didn’t realize how equally important mending bridges is. you can forgive people who have hurt you, you can lay your pain out on the table and be real about it without diminishing it or exaggerating it. hurt gives you a tunnel vision that doesn’t allow for perspective. the way a lot of us cling to anger is reckless and childish. forgiveness is a deeply human act. love is deeply human, wrought with uncertainty and pain. we hold on to the spoils and ashes of war and they fester, extinguish the light inside us. i want to chase new and bright beginnings and build bridges from rot and ash and fire. a phoenix fumbling through the dark towards a better way. i forgave someone today and in doing so forgave myself.