
We forgive others — sometimes easily.
We excuse their flaws.
We justify their hurt.
We tell ourselves: “They didn’t know better.”
But when it comes to ourselves…
We hold on.
To shame.
To guilt.
To every version of us we no longer are.
But what if today… you let it go?
What if you forgave the old you?
The one who made choices from fear, or pain, or confusion.
The one who didn’t yet know how to love themselves.
Forgiveness isn’t saying it didn’t matter.
It’s saying: I matter more now.
What’s one thing you still blame yourself for — but are ready to release?