Revenge… The hunger for revenge is something absolutely innate, I think. I don’t think we learn to want to get back at people who hurt us. It is natural. Injure any animal, and it’ll want to bite back.
If anything, I think we learn not to crave revenge. Not all of us. Some stay comfortably on the “an eye for an eye” side. I’d like to say I don’t understand them, but I do. The reflex to inflict pain on someone who made you suffer is hard to repress. The idea of seeing the other hurt too is appealing.
I am glad my parents thaught me at a young age not to bend and give in to revenge. Because I have a live and ingenious imagination… If I was a revengeful person, I’d be dangerous. And I hate to say it, but sometimes it hurts not to let the primal need to bite back take over.
It hurts because I believe that it makes me look like a softy you can punch out, and not worry about the consequences. It makes me look like someone weak, who doesn’t fight back. Someone who stupidly turns the other cheek.
My, oh my…
I so wish the people who meanly and purposefully made me suffer, knew the truth. It being that they have been incredibly lucky. I wish, years later, I could tell them how lucky they once were.
It also hurts, because revenge feels good. It is satisfactory, even if only for a moment. Sad, but true. And the more you hurt, the better revenge tastes…
But I know the sour aftertaste of guilt is unbearable to me. And I have too big a heart not to feel regretful if I gave in. I’d end up loosing in the end.
It is just not worth it.
What do you think about it? I’m curious…
Oh! And a happy weekend to you all!! LOL