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Some Wounds Wont Heal

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Today was my version of Thanksgiving where the family got together and a fight occurred out of nowhere. #lol

The person's not me, of course, but it serves as a reminder that no matter how long ago some incident has been, some wounds just wont heal. Either they won't heal or they're easy to dig up.

It's easy to say that we all have to look forward to tomorrow and learn from yesterday, sometimes, it's hard. No matter how positive people try to be at all times, like me, slivers of the past remains.

Although it's easy to continue to soldier on and look forward to tomorrow, it doesn't take a lot for the past to rear its ugly head.

This was precisely what happened to my parents today. The little-little things that my father thinks is forgotten (for him) and bygone, it remains an issue with my mom. I find myself standing a little on my mom's side on this one for a simple reason: I've seen how big the scar is.

It just goes to show that there's probably no repair for betrayal and abandonment. Once you do that, forgiveness may not be necessary because none is needed. Damage is done and there's no repair required.

I share that memory with my mom. The scar will remain a big, ugly one, probably for the rest of our lives.
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