Some people hold hate in their heart for years and years. I’ve hated before. I know I was miserable when I hated. That’s how I know this person is absolutely miserable. It’s quite funny and pleasurable to think of how miserable a person must feel for hating that long. At the same time I try not to be happy about it. I don’t want anybody to be miserable.
I’ve forgiven! That’s despite all the years of passive aggressiveness and manipulation. There is a lot I could hate. It’s much better to be happy and at peace than full of hate.