Does having a hard life give anyone an excuse to treat someone else like shit? I’m not sure I need Leah to humanize Marisol for me—that I need Marisol to become some sort of antihero in Leah’s version of everything that’s happened. We all make mistakes. We all have a chance to learn and grow from them. But we all also have the right to choose whether we’ll forgive someone for the mistakes they’ve made, and I’ve chosen not to forgive Marisol.
