Second chances… do you believe in that? How about third? It’s hard to believe in people when they have “cried wolf more than twice”.

Most of us are forgiving nonetheless; it’s in our nature to do so. We give second chances since we know that we all make mistakes, but chaos arises in our mind because even though we all make mistakes, it doesn’t mean that whatever happened, whatever they did, didn’t hurt us.

We wake up one day full of hatred, thinking we did nothing wrong to them so we don’t understand how they could’ve done this to us. We trust our friends with our lives and we don’t think we need to be keeping our guard up around them.

The next day, as we try to let go of that feeling, we realize that we have been in their shoes once or twice and we have hurt, lied to, cheated, or disappointed someone at one point in time, so that takes away our right to be mad. Confusing, I know; feelings and logic go together like butter and… something that doesn’t go well with butter I guess, but they go by two opposite paths and it’s up to us to cleverly pick the road we would be walking.

After a while of time and healing, we learn to let go of what hurts us, we come to understand that resentment just gets us nowhere, and we move on. I guess we always forgive with time, even if they’re not in our lives anymore when we do so, we just hope they somehow know we did.

As cliché as it may sound, time does heal all wounds, since we have nothing else to hold on to, but does it makes us smart enough not to fall for the same “cry for help” all over again? We all hope so every time.