how strong I was

I never knew how strong I was until I had to forgive someone who wasn’t sorry and accept an apology I never received

Forgiveness is the best form of love.  It takes a strong person to say sorry and an even stronger person to forgive.

The worst part about being strong is that no one ever asks if you’re okay.

Don’t feel sad over someone who gave up on you, feel sorry for them because they gave up on someone who would have never given up on them.

I forgive people but that doesn’t mean I accept their behavior or trust them. I forgive them for me, so I can let go and move on with my life.

There are two kinds of forgiveness. The kind when you forgive and you give them another chance or the kind you forgive but you move on without them. Use them both wisely.

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