Hello there!

Who else has had a crazy day?

I had to wait in line today for several miserable hours, and it was a tad frustrating. However, I wouldn’t want to bore you with such details. Instead, I’d love to share an epiphany I found truly fascinating while journeying through the Nigerian novel I’m currently reading—When Love Visits.

The writer beautifully captured a profound truth about forgiveness:

*"People often mistook forgiveness for a favor they did for the person who had hurt them—a favor that person would never be deserving of. So why bother?

But in truth, forgiveness was for the one who had been hurt. Refusal to forgive was a prison, a dungeon people unwittingly locked themselves in. To continue staying angry at the person who hurt you, you had to keep reminding yourself of the reason for your anger in the first place.

In doing so, without even realizing it, you inadvertently chained yourself to the past, rejecting the chance to truly move on while everything else around you followed the passage of time.

Yet, whenever we chose not to forgive, we turned around and wondered why we wouldn’t stop hurting for good. How could we, when we kept rehashing our own nightmares?"*

Dearest reader, there's really nothing else to add, it has already been said. The point is, you forgive for your sake. It's that simple. Forgiving a hurt is doing yourself a favor. So here’s a reminder to release yourself from that burden of unforgiveness. Let it go, and watch how quickly you heal.

Once again, African literature is bae😌

@favvy_Okwans🖤.