My mother says I'm incapable of staying angry. No matter how furious I am in the heat of the moment, and no matter how much I want to stay mad, I'm usually over it within an hour or two. And even when I'm angry, I'm never foolish enough to lose my temper and snap at the ones I love.
I guess I just don't see a point in being fussed past a certain point. What's done is done, and there's no use in reliving the bad things over and over again. If I spend my life going oh that fight or oh this negative thing, I'll be miserable. Why would I do that? There's just no point to me, so I don't do it.
That doesn't mean I forgive and forget though; I just don't dwell on it or hold on to hate. People get so many chances, and then they go on my mental ignore list, because past a certain amount of time, they're useless to me.
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"Nothing worth having is easy."
Three years!