I still don't understand how we can be so cruel to each other sometimes; I like to think that as we get older and wiser we participate less in the destruction and hurt of our fellow human beings (and all beings, for that matter), but it's not always the case and there is so much out of our hands. This essay looks at youth and hurt, love and forgiveness, and how it all informs the way we live our lives. Be kind. Be True. Be love.