For me it's not personal, I want you to all know that. I've just been taking a decade and a half or so to get my head together. I made a mistake in 2002 and then went spastic in 2005 and then got sick in 2009 and it's been a very long road since then, only now with damaged meat and maybe just a tiny bit of stress. Jesus might be your copilot but I am letting Eris fly this fucking thing unsupervised.
Until this morning it was ALL personal, mind you. Until this morning I was upset about the Great Seriousness™. I was, in fact, angry as hell. Then when this morning happened, I thought "Why would I get mad at the sun for rising?" After this morning, I am clean, I have dropped my baggage into the ditch and left it for feral dogs. It is worth mentioning that this isn't some "come to Jesus" thing. No. I still harbor ill-will for plenty of folks, I'm just not MAD about it anymore, and I don't have a personal interest in whatever the fuck happens to anyone who in my judgement has fucked me over. Now it's like when you read about that veteran's day parade that got run over by a train in Texas back in 2006 or so. Amusement, but that's about it. So I'm not a better person, I'm just not angry anymore.
I mentioned this to my wife this morning and I said, "Maybe one day I'll even forgive people." She just laughed and slapped me on my ass and said "Yeah, that's gonna happen."
It's good to be me.