As long as you have “reasons” to remember, you cannot forgive. Life is an incomprehensible, irrevocable mystery, perfectly formed and flawlessly executed. It is without memory or consequence, and the only glimmer you will ever have of its nature is to forgive all you have strapped to its performance. That is, remember nothing and no one you hold to account.
What you cannot forgive makes you unforgivable, but life lives you regardless. It’s just more enjoyable when your reasons for misery no longer exist. You did what? I don’t remember!