honestly. normally there is no question of me forgiving someone and i do it automatically. but if i am driven over the edge, i cut that person out of my life completely, never speak to them or even look at them again, it's over. like if someone i cared about and trusted deliberately attacks me physically, bullies me, gaslights me, or anything like that, it is over, goodbye: "all is fair in love and war". inside, i forgive them, when i get over my rage; i wish the best for them, and regret how i handled things, although i never want them back. and what does my forgiveness matter after i glued them to a bomb and dropped them in the desert? i haven't experienced this for some time now and i like to think that i am over this time in my life. but i never know, i can't say for sure, it could happen again. i would just have to try and stay calm and manage things as well as i could. (which was usually what i thought i was doing at the time.)