Honestly, the only person I thought about when I read this prompt was myself.
I feel like I have been holding a grudge against previous versions of myself that didn’t measure up to the often unrealistic expectations I have.
Part of me still holds a grudge against the kindergarten version that stole that Pink Power Ranger toy. Not because she stole the toy, but because she didn’t buy her own once she grew up and learned better.
Even though I have spent a lot of time healing and grinding and praying, there is always that tiny voice that tries to cry out and say it will never be good enough.
The grudge is getting weaker and weaker, but some days, I still resent that person I used to be and the hole I dug myself.
On these days, I just try to match that grudge energy with grace and take the next step forward.
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The Yellow Door Life 
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