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Let it Go



No, this has got nothing to do with the movie “Frozen”, or then again, maybe it does. If you have watched the series “How I met your Mother”, you will know the scene I am about to refer to.

“You may think your only choices are to swallow your anger or throw it in someone's face, but there's a third option: You can just let it go, and only when you do that, is it really gone.”

When you hold a grudge against someone for whatever reason, is it going to matter to the concerned person? Not as much as it will matter to you. We have heard numerous instances of families breaking apart, couples separation, siblings turned into rivals or friends not talking to each other for years. And what is the outcome? Heavy hearts with unsaid things that will turn into regret someday.

The thing is, holding a grudge against someone is very easy; perhaps the easiest thing there is. What is difficult is letting it go. Being hurt by someone, particularly someone you love and trust, can cause anger, sadness and confusion. But if you allow negative feelings to crowd out positive feelings, you might find yourself swallowed up by your own bitterness.

Bursting out in anger is not going to help anyone. It is only going to harm those around you. And even more, it is going to harm you. People throwing things around your room; swearing profanities at your near ones; doing something that will instantly make you feel regret the next morning: if the reason is something you are going to laugh about in a couple of years, let it go. As they say, holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one that gets burned.  Forgiveness can be hard, really hard but forgive not for the sake of the concerned but because you deserve peace. 

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