Or at least I’m trying to be.
Granted, I only genuinely hate about two people…
but hate is toxic nonetheless.
It eats you up, slowly destroying you, like air corrodes iron.
All I am is rust.
I need to stop this, to try harder to love everyone.
It’s going to be difficult. I’m Greek you see, & I come from a long line of grudge-bearers.
But I’m trying.