Monday, March 12, 2012
If you know me in real life, you can attest that I would never take revenge on someone. At least not when it isn't in the context of a joke. Vengeance is not in my nature maybe because I know damn so well that it's tantamount to holding on to a grudge, nurturing a double-edged blade that hurts me more than it would hurt the other person. It's a complete waste of energy and really, it doesn't do anything rather than making me miss out all the chances to be happy.
Today, I have finally confirmed my theory about why he came and left so suddenly. Much as I'd like to curse at him and tell to his face that I don't deserve to be treated that way, I just know I'll have to keep my cool. He's got a problem, he tried to make me the solution, and he failed. I'm not a bandage to his wounded heart. Let's be clear on that.
Although it still feels like all hell breaks loose, I would never take revenge on him. As they say, the best revenge is living well, which is actually what is happening to me. I won't hurt him consciously, but I know that I also would never let him close enough to hurt me again. :)