I’ll admit it—I’ve held a grudge or two in my life. I’m human. And let’s be honest, holding a grudge can feel oddly satisfying at first. It’s like wrapping yourself in a cozy blanket of righteous anger, protecting yourself from the cold sting of whatever wrong you’ve endured. In a way, it’s an externalization of the hurt, a psychological trick to avoid letting it eat you from the inside out. But here’s the kicker—while you’re holding onto that grudge, you’re also letting it hold onto you.

Grudges are like squatters in your mind, taking up space and resources that could be better used elsewhere. By dwelling on a past transgression, you’re essentially letting someone live rent-free in your head. That’s more mental abuse—self-imposed at this point. We all know the old adage: “Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.” But we do it anyway because forgetting feels too much like letting go of the lesson learned from that hurt.

Here’s where it gets tricky. You *shouldn’t* forget. I’m not advocating for amnesia when someone wrongs you. You’ve got to hold onto the lesson. But the grudge? That’s where the mental gymnastics begin. It’s a delicate dance—acknowledging the wrong, but also recognizing that you don’t need to hold the grudge to hold onto the lesson.

This is where I’ve started outsourcing my grudges to karma. Call it a cosmic delegation. I believe in karma. I really do. But karma is not Amazon Prime—there’s no two-day delivery for justice. Karma works on its own timeline, which means you need to find peace in the interim. It’s a slow, steady waltz, not a quick victory lap. And peace, oddly enough, is where I reclaim my mental real estate.

So, dance with your grudges if you must—but make sure karma’s leading. Trust me, your mind will thank you.