Grudges are like chains around our hearts and souls. Yet we cannot help but hold onto them sometimes. Some pain is too hard to ignore, even if you can forgive those who cause you pain. Life is too short to be surrounded with negativity.
That being said, my grudge is against my mother. Without going into too many sordid details, things were allowed to happen to us as children that were reprehensible. Lies were told to me and my sister. Our youth and innocence were stolen from us at a very young age. I have forgiven for all of this, but I can never forget.
Fast forward to our adulthood, we all still try and make it work. I allow my mother to live with me and my grandmother moved in with my sister when they could no longer afford to live on their own after my grandfather’s passing. My mother is a very “woe is me” type person, and points out everyone else’s flaws constantly. Maybe it is a way of her deflecting away from what she’s done to all of us. Who knows?
Then, a most tragic thing happened – my grandmother passed away. She was the glue in our family. We broke after that and my mother accused my sister of some awful things. THAT I cannot forgive or forget. So. That is my grudge against my narcissistic mother. I am not sure if I will ever let it go.
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