But anger’s exhausting, Grandpa.

It’s a full-time job.

And one day I decided I’d rather be sad about what happened than angry about it forever, because the sadness at least has an end to it, and the anger doesn’t.” He looked at his grandfather steadily.

“I’m not choosing not to be angry at you because you earned it, or because what you did was small.

I’m choosing it because I don’t want to give the people who hurt me any more of my life than they’ve already taken.