“Maybe the definition of home is the place where you are never forgiven, so you may always belong there, bound by guilt. And maybe the cost of belonging is worth it.”
– Gregory Maguire, Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West
PERSONAL NOTE: Holy crap this seems incredibly true from my experience of struggling for acceptance in a relationship with someone who uses guilt in place of love, where the concept of Unconditional Love is a fantasy, versus a reality of Lingering Resentments. I’m not sure if the cost of belonging in such situations is worth it, but I do wonder sometimes the reverse: if deciding to not pay that cost in one person’s case is worth not belonging.
