I extremely dislike the fact that there are never enough words to truely describe how you are feeling. It's very... frusterating, to say the least. Moving along, we talked about parents (or we were supposed to talk about parents) and forgiveness this past wednesday at bible study. It was really, oh i don't know, i just really liked the discussion. (This is one of those times where there are not enough words). I realized that while forgiveness helps out the person who commited the wrong-doing, forgiveness really helps the person that is doing the forgiving. Until you accept what has happened and truely forgive the person, you will have something hanging over your head until that happens. It's sort of like you're carrying around a burden, and in a sense you are. A burden of resentment, of unhappiness... things that just eat away at you until you get rid of them. In truely forgiving them, you're also forgiving yourself, which i think is the most important thing. After all, they always say that you are your own worst critic...