As for my resentments, I decided to take back control of my feelings and let go of my need to punish the people that had wronged me. I no longer had to refeel the pain from my old hurts. One night after a meeting, someone told me resentment is me taking the poison and waiting for them to die. I’m no longer at the “jumping-off place,” wanting to die. It’s time to let go and let God.
