Charlie was charming and funny when he was sober but if he had a glass of scotch in his hand you would soon hear the story of how his father ripped the pocket off a new shirt his sister had given him when the dad spotted a pack of cigarettes in it. Charlie left town and never spoke to his father again. But he re-lived that torn pocket with acrimony and tears every time he finished a third glass of scotch.
I learned from Charlie that bitterness is an acid that eats its container. No matter what happens, get over it.
Roy Williams, The Wizard of Ads
Ouch. this one is harsh. But there is some truth to it. It might not be easy..."getting over it" for many certainly is not as simple as saying, "I'm over it". But to truly work at getting over it, or past it, or resolve it, or releasing it, or unburdening oneself. Resentment burns. Badly. It punishes its owner, and there's no justice or righteousness in that. "Getting over it" may take prayer, reading, journalling, talking, processing, rituals, screaming, and who-knows-what-else, but it is worth it, I tell you. It's worth it.