With your mind convinced you are getting back at someone, your hand around their psychological neck, with the free hand you are popping the pill that will kill you. You might be able to make life a bit miserable for the other person, it is true. You might be able to distort their world in the short term. But in the end, the resentment inhabits you, not them, and you will be the one disfigured and distorted by it.

Drawing and commentary © Marty Coleman

“Resentment is like taking poison and waiting for the other person to die.” – Malachy McCourt, 1931 – not dead yet, Irish-American writer, actor and politician