Shattered Mirror Pieces

Just saw the movie “Boy A” recently.

Made me think how unforgiving people are by nature. Worse, it made me think how unforgiving we are when it comes to ourselves.

How many times do we need to punish ourselves for mistakes we have done in the past? Why can’t we let old wounds heal? We allow ourselves to suffer again and again and again…

Like shattered mirror pieces scattered on the ground, left to be stepped on
So too do we find ourselves trampled further when we refuse to forgive ourselves.

If it were really that easy to forgive…