Anna Farris sang these lyrics in a movie, “forgiveness is more than saying sorry.” I couldn’t agree more…

I’m not the nicest person when I’m mad. I guess who is a nice person when mad? The biggest offense for me is lying. What is your trigger?

For men it could be as simple as calling them cowardly. For girls we are so catty. We will burn red at the littlest transgressions.

As a child I hated my sisters tagging along wherever I went. Nothing was mine. I had to share everything. Before you think I’m blowing that out of proportion, I’ll give you examples.

I shared a room with my sisters and a bed till I was 12 years old. My toys were their toys, my clothes became their clothes, and punishment for anything they did wrong, because I was the oldest and I should have stopped them.

I got my own room when I was 12. However I wasn’t allowed to call it my room. I wasn’t allowed to tell my younger sisters to keep out. They certainly could tell me to stay out of the joint room they shared.

I’ve been bitter about that my whole life. Can you tell? I know it taught me how to work well with others, share, be patient, and only speak up when necessary. I have little to no care or understanding of, “that’s mine.”

This has been hard in intimate relationships. I never claim much for myself. I’ll share anything they ask for in my space and life.

Which is really hard, because most people were able to have a sense of, this is s mine and I don’t have to share it. I can keep this for myself and you’ll have to deal. I get upset a lot by this and I know it’s not “normal” to feel that way. I start to wonder why people are so selfish. But are they?

That doesn’t compare to lying though on my scale of anger. If you ask my kids they’ll tell you, “Mom hates liars.” I just don’t understand why people lie. There are tactful ways to tell people truths.

Lies ruin relationships, friendships, family dynamics, and cause distrust. Now you might think, I’m not lying I’m protecting them, their feelings, or whatever. But I pick up on lies, white lies, lies of omission, and it makes me upset.

I’ve had a lot of times in life where I’ve forgiven people for lying. Some who did it so much, I should have never taken them back into my life.

Forgiveness from me is easy. I don’t want to be mad at anyone. Especially those I love. So if I forgive you, I hope to God you realize your mistake and don’t do it again.