I've realized that it's not anger, or bitterness, or hatred or frustration in me. It's just regret, and guilt. And the lack of a will to forgive.
To forgive every circumstance that lead me to this, forgive every little contribution to this state of being. To forgive the universe for getting me into this despite all of the faith I put into it.
To forgive myself for getting into this.
To forgive all the bad and remember only the good, because otherwise this little heart will turn black.
