"The ax forgets, but the forest remembers"

Recently I re-read the sentiment, "The axe forgets but the forest remembers."

Heard a bunch of versions of that, but after I read it, I kept thinking about the axes.

How I can't ever make them see the damage they did because they don't even remember. They never will. No matter what proof I bring to the table.

I was all sad about the damn axe.

I repeated the phrase.

The axe forgets, but the forest remembers.

*LIGHTENING*

I AM A GODDAMN FOREST.

Me!

And it doesn't matter how fast that axe swings, because I am a forest. I am growing always. Healing. Reaching for the sun as I shelter the saplings under my branches.

I am a forest.

And when i work my therapy I'm working to keep my forest healthy. Ripping strangling vines and clearing dead fall. Making sure the new growth is strong and true.

Because I am a forest.

And I will not fall to an axe wielded by a coward.

They're lucky I'm not Fangorn.