This time, it's not about another person. It's about me. It just hit me a while ago how juvenile I still am-- hankering over wounds that should have healed long before. I know I shouldn't, but see, that's the main reason why it's sooo difficult for me to say sorry. Because I know it is difficult for me to forgive and let go an offense. Even when I know I should. Even when the other party has already moved on. It's a sad, sad, sad thing to nurse old hurts. I need God's grace to continually work on that and lose that ugly habit. :| Pride, what an ugly, hurtful thing you are. I really wish I can let go of you completely.