(fanfic from Harry’s POV)
These days before I forgive someone I ask myself,
“If the roles were reversed and I had done the thing they did to me to them, will that person still talk to me and be good to me?”
No?
Yup, they wouldn’t. So why should I be so selfless and give them 100 second chances?
Hence, I just detach and move on and care from a distance.
🙂
If the answer is yes, I give the relationship/friendship more value over the hurt.
I kinda have zero ego, so I tend to go back a lot. So this is what I do these days. I try my best not to give away selflessness like candy during Halloween.
Trying.
If I’m unable to stop the urge to talk to them. I remove all traces of them from my phone and life or say mean things to them so that they block me.
Yeah, I’m weird. I work in weird ways.
rachana rajan <3 