Forgiving and Forgetting

I think we don't really understand forgiveness. Or how to forget. And because we don't, everything else goes downhill from there - stacking up, layer after layer, into tall forgotten piles of the unforgiven and the unforgotten. Piles that, even though they're hidden from our everyday thoughts, still shape the way we move through life. They weigh us down, change the way we trust, the way we love, the way we hope. Quietly. Invisibly. Until one day, we find ourselves wondering why the world feels so heavy... without ever realising we're the ones still carrying the past.