I hold grudges more frequently and for longer periods of time than I would like to admit.
The biggest grudge that comes to mind is one that I've been holding for about four years now. It's particularly stupid because I haven't even seen the offending person in almost as long. I've tried, but I just can't let go of it.
In brighter news, I had the opportunity to hang out with someone new last night, and I didn't feel nearly as awkward as I could have—or would have, had I met this person, say, six months ago. However, I still spent most of the time fidgeting. Baby steps.
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