Somewhere you decided the world, or life, owed you a fairness it never delivered. The bitterness is understandable. It’s also a weight you get to set down.
“What would you have me know about the bitterness I’ve been carrying?”
Some additional insights around this question:
- What unfairness are you still holding against life itself?
- How has the bitterness shaped who you’ve become?
- What would you get back by loosening your grip on it?
