For me, what ever the circumstance, forgiving another person, meant freedom from hate for me. Including the person who molested me as a child. It took a few times, I had to forgive over and over until I finally let the hate go...and it was only then I felt free from the situation. Don't get me wrong, it doesn't mean that I like what happened, but I am no longer a prisoner to the person who hurt me so bad.
Cathy