We are losing something deeply human

Our sense of dignity, restraint, and the Christian values we claim to hold.
There is a righteous anger many feel at the suffering and injustice in the world. But alongside it, I’ve noticed something darker taking root in me: a steady anger that doesn’t leave, and a growing struggle with hatred in my heart.
As a Catholic, I’m called to love my enemy and pray for those who do wrong. I’m trying to live that out, but I find it difficult when I witness suffering and the seeming celebration of destruction.
I feel guilt over the anger I carry. I go to confession with it, I pray with it, and still it remains.
I don’t know how we are meant to reconcile loving our enemies with the reality of evil and the harm it causes. I can understand praying for transformation—for peace, for repentance, for light—but forgiveness feels far away right now.
What I do know is that I don’t want this anger to harden my heart.
I pray for healing, for peace I don’t feel yet, and for the grace to hate evil without becoming consumed by it.
For the world. For everyone. Everywhere.
We need help beyond ourselves.