#resentment

We drove on in silence, Dad shaking his head in disgust every few minutes. I stared at him, wondering how it was we got to this place. How the same man who held his infant daughter and kissed her tiny face could one day be so determined to shut her out of his life, out of his heart. How, even when she reacyhed out to him in distress - Please, Dad, come get me, come save me - all he could do was accuse her. How that same daughter could look at him and feel nothing but contempt and blame and resentment, because that's all that radiated off of him for so many years and it had become contagious. ↗

— Jennifer Brown

#blame #contempt #fathers-and-daughters #parents #resentment

I eventually came to understand that in harboring the anger, the bitterness and resentment towards those that had hurt me, I was giving the reins of control over to them. Forgiving was not about accepting their words and deeds. Forgiving was about letting go and moving on with my life. In doing so, I had finally set myself free. ↗

— Isabel Lopez

#forgiving #letting-go #pain #resentment #setting-yourself-free

I tried to manipulate and control people, and I harbored resentment. I wanted to be forgiven, but I wouldn't forgive others. ↗

— Lauryn Hill

#forgive #forgiven #harbored #i #i tried

With each opportunity before me, God presented me with a choice. I could accept His offerings, His wisdom, His grace. Or I could choose to hold onto the pain, the anger and the resentment a little longer. ↗

— Sharon E. Rainey

#opportunity #resentment #anger

The organization and constant onward sweep of this movement exemplifies the resentment of the many toward the selfishness, greed and the neglect of the few. ↗

— John L. Lewis

#few #greed #many #movement #neglect

If you hug to yourself any resentment against anybody else, you destroy the bridge by which God would come to you. ↗

— Peter Marshall

#any #anybody #bridge #come #destroy

Resentment is weak and lowers your self-esteem. ↗

— Barbara Sher

#resentment #self-esteem #weak #your

...his soul (was) ringing like a well-struck bell. But it was a bell that rang with more than joy and adoration — there was the sound there too of anger and resentment. She would not look at him because she did not want to be in his presence. She hated him and he (how could he not?) hated her in return. ↗

— Paul Hoffman

#arbell #cale #god #hand #hate

Resentment is like a drug. Once you pick it up, it will only get worse and worse until you surrender and do the work to let it go. ↗

— Samantha Leahy

#addiction-recovery #anger #emotions #inspirational #recovery

For seven days she lay in bed looking sullenly at the ceiling as though resenting the death she had cultivated for so many years. Like some people who cannot vomit despite horrible nausea, she lay there unable to die, resisting death as she had resisted life, frozen with resentment of process and change. ↗

— William S. Burroughs

#nausea #resentment #change