“I Love My Grudges. I Tend To Them Like Little Pets”

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"I love my grudges. I tend to them like little pets." Madeline, Big Little Lies

Letting go.

It’s a hard thing to do when you feel you’ve been wronged. When you feel that you’ve given your best to someone but it hasn’t been reciprocated, or even recognized. When the trust you’ve placed in a colleague hasn’t been returned or even acknowledged.

We get frustrated. We get angry. We can’t shake it off.

So it screws and festers. It peppers our thoughts at every possible moment. When we want it. And when we least want it.

But it isn’t helping us. It’s pulling us down. It’s poisoning us with negativity. Taking us out of the moment.

It’s putting our heads in the wrong place, where the focus isn’t openness and positivity and progress.

It’s stopping us from doing our best work.

The question we need to ask ourselves is, can I do anything about it? Is this stopping me from doing what I need to do? Does this change who I am and who I need to be? Is this indicative of a problem with my worldview?

The answer, usually, is no.

Because the fallout resides all in our heads, as we think and deliberate and reconsider, making things worse than they really are.

Then let it go. Move on. Because you’re more than what the naysayers say you are. More than the mislaid values of those who don’t give you the respect you deserve.

Move on.

Move ahead.

Make your own story.

Let it go.