John figured out that I don’t forgive people because my memory is too good.
And it’s true. Not only do I remember experiences, but emotions. It’s like I can relive every moment I’ve been hurt down to the smallest detail1. The pain remains strong and salient, years after the incidents have passed.
I’m sure it’s a defence mechanism of some kind. Harm avoidance, my therapist would call it.
While time may heal wounds for most, it doesn’t for me. I’m generally fine with this, since I believe that it should be actions and apologies that breed forgiveness, not time.
It’s only hard when I want to forgive someone, but I can’t.
- This works with the other extreme too; for me, being happy is just as vivid. [↑]

