Cringing in fear and unforgiveness . . .

After a short argument with my sister . . .
I suddenly recalled the things that happened back at my old church . . .
The hurts . . .
The pain. . .
The unforgiveness . .

I'm finding it hard to forgive those people , especially my sister .
Even though I know that that is the thing that I should do . . .

I mean , imagine being humiliated by a YOUTH LEADER , with a mic on , with everyone listening , about the way you dress . What? It's not like there's a dress code for church . . . I just wore my average 3 quarter pants (old one) along with a pure white shirt , while everyone else was wearing jeans or fancy dressings (Most of the girls wore really revealing stuff , especially my sister's gang . So , shoot me and not them ? I mean , even if you wanna discriminate...) ?

Then being pushed away literally by my sister's friend , and more stuff I get...

My definitions of a leader was changed definitely after meeting Ivan...Iris etc.etc.

But the thing is that I'm still dwelling in the horrific past . . .


Sigh .

Help me to forgive .