I don't hate many. Very few indeed. Maybe not even anyone in lasting time. But at this very moment, I do hate someone. I don't know how to forgive and let go. I don't think I can.
But I have to, don't I? You want me to don't you? But how?
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Is it possible?
Is it possible to hate someone you're supposed to love? What does the word hate even truly mean? Is it such a disgust that you can't stand the sight of the person? That their smile and their eyes burn like fire in your heart. That when you see them, hear them or just simply hear their name you want to scream out in a furious passion against why they were ever put in your life. That when they give you fake hellos and sensitivity you just want to call them out and call them so many names I can't list here. What creates this hate? Is it something they did to you? Or is it, in essence, purely something they've done to someone we love? How do we hate them, then, if the one we love, still loves them? Are we called to just deal with it? To love them unconditionally? I think I could handle it, and I don't think it would be hate, if it was for something done to me. But if you hurt someone I love, and you mess with their heart, it's hard to say I don't hate you.
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shannon. ever since i read this i've been thinking a lot about it...it's weird how it will pop into my head randomly. i've definitely struggled with this same issue for a long time, it's always been something i haven't quite known how to handle in my own life.
anyway...i just wanted you to know that i'm trying to figure out my own opinion...and then i'll let you know what i think. haha. that's all. : )
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