Walter slammed the door on his Buick Malibu and huffed up to see the damage. Broken glass was everywhere. Antifreeze is pooling on the pavement and trickling down to the edge of the road. The other driver had to crawl out of the passenger seat to get out of her car. Walter ran around and opened the door for her apologizing the whole way.
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That’s a false dichotomy. One can forgive without judging. For example, a person snaps at me during an exchange. I happen to know that person is under a lot of stress at the time, so I don’t take it personal. However, that person realizes what they’ve done and asks for forgiveness. I forgive them not because I was offended, but because they feel remorseful and need my forgiveness to feel reconciled to me.