The Wendy Gunn Blog

I Finally Had to Admit I Was Bitter

For a long time, I did not think I was bitter.

A friend asked me, “Are you bitter?”

I said, “No, I’m just hurt. Disappointed.”

I felt vulnerable. Unsafe. And, exhausted.

I thought I had every right to feel the way I felt. And to protect myself from it happening again.

And some of what happened to me was very painful.

Some of it really was unfair. Unjust. Uncalled for. Not right.

But somewhere along the way, my hurt had quietly turned into bitterness, without me realizing it.

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