Two and a half years ago, someone insulted me in a very deep way. I am not one who harbors grudges or counts the words that people say. But my kovod was hurt and i couldn’t shake it. When I watched the three unbelievable stories of people who forgave for much more major reasons, I said I have to have this out with my friends, once and for all. Before the yetzer hora would convince me otherwise, I wrote a respectful letter to them on Tisha B’av,and handed it to them. They were begging me for forgiveness and of course we’re boruch hashem friends again.