I can hold a grudge like nobody's business. I have held them for years; for so long I can't even remember what I was pissed about in the first place. However, the older I get, the more I realize that holding a grudge is so much fucking work. Of course, there are some grudges that are worth holding. And I do hold on to those. There are some mistakes you just don't want to repeat, you know?
So this is why I'm letting go of some shit that has been bothering me for months. Or, you know, so many months it's actually more than a year or so. Depending on the thing the grudge I've been holding, of course. Why spend all that energy on being angry at people who have done me wrong in some fashion? My life is pretty good. I am reasonably happy with my job, my family is alright, my friends are wonderful and The Boy I Currently Like is ever so fucking delightful.
If I can let it go, I should. So, we're square.