Forgiving Without Closure – What an Unofficial Breakup taught me about Forgiveness

We met the summer before I entered university. He was handsome, sporty, and impressively intelligent. A year my senior, he looked out for me during my first months as a frosh.

It was a close but ambiguous relationship. We talked on the phone for hours, lead our campus Christian group together and he’d invite me to hang out with his buddies some weekends.

I really enjoyed his friendship – and he obviously enjoyed mine. Then, without warning, we hit The Fallout. He made a comment and I got offend...