There's a hard life for every silver spoon, there's a touch of grey for every shade of blue

(two posts in one day?! :O)

I've been thinking a lot about God lately. I believe there is a God, but that's not what's got me thinking. I was raised catholic, and I know most of the prayers. Specifically, what's got me thinking is how at the end of one prayer is about forgiving other people who wronged you, hell most religions are centered around that idea. And, I've been thinking about when I was younger and the man my mom was married too and all the shit we went through with him, and it's conflicting, I feel like I should be able to forgive and forget, but I can't, if I had the chance, I'd break his nose. Does that make me a horrible person?