Anything you gain by refusing to forgive is certainly far less desirable.

I met someone who betrayed me in a crowded restaurant a few weeks ago. He had been my mentor many years ago. When he asked me to loan him money for his training center, I did not hesitate. I loaned him lots of money expecting he would keep his word. A few weeks later, he had gone out of the country — never to be seen again.

When I thought about him, it was more difficult to call his face to mind. And when I did, it was dim and fuzzy around the edges, faded with time. It had been more than 8 years since he took my money and disappeared.

I thought I had moved on with his betrayal. But no. The moment I saw him, all suppressed feelings came rushing back choking me.

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To your inspirations,

Banchi