When you think about forgiveness next time,
don’t rush to think of others.
Think of you.
Forgive yourself
for the things you never started,
for the things you started
but couldn’t finish.
For the person you thought you had to be
just to be loved.
Forgive the detours,
the breakdowns,
the long silences
between your own heartbeats.
You were never broken,
just becoming.
Forgive the versions of you
who didn’t know better
the one who stayed too long,
the one who ran too fast,
the one who couldn’t say what they needed,
even when they were drowning in silence.
Feel everything.
Not just the light,
but the dark corners too.
Because if you run from the pain,
you run from the meaning.
And without the hurt,
how would you ever know
what healing feels like?
You need both.
You need all of it.
The joy and the sorrow.
The mistakes.
The moments of grace.
That’s what makes you real.
That’s what makes you whole.
For every time you doubted your worth,
for every harsh word you yelled inside,
for expecting perfection
when all you needed was patience.
So next time forgiveness comes up,
don’t look outward first.
Look inward.
You deserve that grace too.
To become truly you.
©️ Umclite