YOU CAN’T FULLY EXPAND IF YOU’RE STILL HOLDING RESENTMENT

The other day I caught myself in something small.

Nothing big happened. No argument. No drama.

But I noticed that familiar tight feeling in my chest. That quiet irritation that shows up even when everything is technically “fine.”

And I realized… oh. I’m still holding onto something.

That’s the kind of resentment we don’t really talk about. Not the loud kind.
The subtle one.

The kind where you say you’re fine. You say you don’t care anymore.

But then… you find yourself thinking about it again. Replaying a conversation.
Wondering why it still bothers you.

That’s usually the sign.

Because if it truly didn’t matter anymore, it wouldn’t be taking up mental space.

And that’s the thing about resentment — it doesn’t just live in emotions. It lives in your thoughts. In your body. In the energy you don’t even realize you’re spending.

You can’t fully expand if you’re still holding resentment. Any kind.

Resentment doesn’t always look like anger. Sometimes it looks like being a little closed. A little guarded. A little tired without knowing why.

Your life can be going well and it’s still there, quietly taking up room.

And as long as it’s taking space, something else can’t fully come in.

You might be doing all the right things. Taking care of yourself. Setting intentions. Thinking about what’s next.

But expansion isn’t about adding more.

It’s about releasing what keeps pulling you back.

And this isn’t about forgiveness in a “be the bigger person” way. It’s not about pretending something didn’t hurt.

It’s about honesty.

About noticing where you’re still holding tension. Where your mind keeps going even when you say you’re done with it.

Resentment is protection. It once helped you survive.

But survival and expansion don’t live in the same place.

To become all you can be. For your dreams to actually meet you. For life to feel lighter…

You have to be love.

Not in a fluffy way. In a grounded way.

Love as clarity. Love as choosing peace over replaying old stories. Love as saying, “I don’t need to carry this into my next chapter.”

Letting go isn’t weakness. It’s freedom.

And when you do, things shift.

Your body softens. Your thoughts slow down. You feel more open again.

Not because you tried harder…

But because there’s finally space.