Journey of Love, Part IV — Moving On
A Story of Love, Heartbreak, and Forgiveness
Moving On
May, 2010
Overwhelmed by the stack of final essays on my desk, I turned to face my friend and colleague, Dan. “I can’t keep doing this,” I said.
Dan turned from the pile of papers on his own desk. “Grade essays?” he replied.
“No. Well, yes, but no, not that,” I laughed. “I can’t keep thinking about Jason. I can’t keep hating him. It’s exhausting.”
Jason and I had been together for nearly seven years. When I found out he was cheating on me with a woman in his volleyball league named Rachel, I packed up and left, but I still hadn’t fully let go. Constantly thinking of what I lost held me back, and I had to move forward.
Dan put down his pen and wheeled his chair a little closer to me. “Ok, so what are you saying?” he asked.
“I have to forgive Jason.”
I had spent too much time and expended too much energy despising Jason and Rachel while feeling sorry for myself. In the months following the phone call that changed my life, I trashed Jason’s house, vilified him to friends and family, and burned Rachel’s underwear in a fire pit. My heartbreak consumed me. But hate had become too heavy a burden…
