I was in a relationship and i came home to my partner in bed with someone else. It crushed me, damaged my self-esteem and tore my heart out. I packed my things and was gone within the hour.
Two years go by and I meet this creep at the bar. He was drunk and in a fit of honesty he confessed his love for me and apologized for what he did. We are now back together.
I didn't forgive him when he apologized I forgave him long before that, shortly after I moved out. I did it for my own good. I didn't want to carry around the baggage, hurt, and shame. I was tired of wishing him sorrow, doom, and pain. That's not healthy for me. I wanted to be free of the situation so that I could be free and move on. Once I forgave him i was free. I became a stronger, more independent individual and looking back I wouldn't change a thing.