The Letter I Burned

Dear Delyara, I wrote a letter to the person who hurt me. I said everything—all the anger, the pain, the bitterness. And then, I took it to the garden and burned it. As the smoke drifted away, I felt something in my chest loosen. I’m not forgiving them for their sake; I’m forgiving them so I don't have to carry them around in my head anymore. I’m done being an anchor for their mistakes.