I hold grudges because I do not think that mistakes should be excused or forgiven. They get repeated that way.
It takes the person showing genuine regret for their actions to make me forgive them.
Sometimes it was my hate that allowed me to see through people’s bullshit. The film they apply over their actions to justify it to themselves and others.
I can’t let go. It is my motivation for almost everything I do. The root of my hatred is love for someone else. It usually starts out that way.