Forgiveness…

You hurt me no one else.

I looked up to you in so many ways.

I knew you would lie on your written response to me, because you know the law and as a public figure, you would not want to put yourself in a position of vulnerability.

But For one sec, I dared hope that if you really believed in the power of repentance, (and trusted me you said you did) you would refrain from addressing this issue on paper but rather request for us to speak in person. Or maybe, in a God-given miracle, you would actually confess and free yourself even in writing. Instead, you lied.

But… It was not the lie that hurt me so deeply. Oh no… it was the cowardice… The cowardice that portrayed a deliberate intent to deceive and exposed a carefully long ago crafted plan to lie in case you were ??busted??. Maybe it wasn’t planned.

But that is exactly how it came across to me. All it reminded me of, was the boy who almost raped me 6 years ago and said I wrongly accused him, called me a liar, swearing on everything dear to him when his mother found out about it.

I compared both situations and I saw that the man I looked so highly up to could not find any better way to respond to me than to lie… cowardly, even when the truth was evident to both of us. I refused to talk to you on the phone or meet with you because I was too tempted to record everything and create a scandale. I actually destroyed all our recorded conversations. Just as you thought I would bust you, I knew you would lie and prepared for that moment eagerly.

But after praying… and trust me, I had to pray hard… I realized you were not worth it. Even though it hurt hell, I realized that many lives are tied to you and that I should not be the cause of your downfall.

If it be so that you fall by someone else, may God have mercy on your soul. As for me, this day, I release you from any hurt you have caused me. I forgive you. Bring the change to the cities, but please, let it start from within, first.

Now that I was able to express all I have inside, I wish you good luck in all your endeavors. Don’t feel angry. If you look deep down, you’ll realize, you’re hurt as well and very much ashamed of yourself.

Don’t let pride lie to you. You couldn’t believe in a million years that I would come so strongly at you. But I had to, because my soft messages weren’t convincing to you… or me.

One Love.