And so I had to forgive them in my heart. I forgave them for spoiling me. For being too soft, for not teaching me self-responsibility and discipline. I divorced my ideas of who they are based on who they used to be. And since then, we have become true friends. I can look them in the eyes. I can share my true thoughts with them. And we can reminisce on memories like two old friends.
Did it solve everything? Of course not. I’m still snuffing out shadow monsters in my closet. But because I forgave my parents for how I ended up, I could finally take responsibility for those things I hated about myself. The truth was revealed: We do not have to be defined by our past. Only when we’ve forgiven our past can we learn from it.
If you have any chance to express love and respect to your parents, be grateful for it. Not everyone does. Love and forgiveness can wash away every petty difference you have with them: It'll make you feel better, it'll make them feel better, soon they'll be gone. Then you'll be them. Then you'll be gone.
Develop a soul of love. Love IS power.