Forgiving some people is easy - my father knew that he made mistakes and acknowledged that. He also let me know that I mattered. Forgiving my mother will not be easy, espcially when I have no desire to forgive her. She refuses to acknowledge what she's done, she would continue to do it she could only find me, and she never forgave her father who was not nearly the monster she made him out to be. There's also the factor that I'm still discovering the depth of her lies and betrayals. I'm learning all new things that deepen my hatred for her.

Perhaps when I have learned all there is to learn, then I will find a way to move on from the pain and the anger. Perhaps then I can find a way to forgive her though I doubt she'll be alive at that point.