Today marked the end of a really important chapter of my life, you’re in jail and you can’t hurt me anymore. Not emotionally, not physically, not financially, not in any way, Ever again.
While I didn’t tie my healing process to the hopes that you’d somehow recognize or apologize to me, I still felt “slapped in the face” whenever you didn’t. But you know what? That’s okay, because I’m free. I’m free of any and all ties to you. And just like what was said before, I forgave you months ago. At first, that seemed impossible because I thought you didn’t deserve it. But then I realized forgiving you was for ME. Not for you.
I realized I deserved to have forgiven you because I deserve to live my life free of any and all ties to you. I deserve to not have to hold onto any of you. That includes any feelings of hate or spite or anger or disgust you have brought into me. I deserve to not be hateful. I deserve to let go. I deserve freedom.
You no longer control any part of me, and you no longer have a piece of me. I have let go of your control by forgiving you. Finally, only I control me. And it feels amazing. Forgiving you is proof that I have the power now, and you’re never getting it back. I am thriving now. I’m my first priority, I make time for family and friends, I have time to focus my new career I have ALWAYS dreamed of obtaining where I now have the opportunity to help people similar to yourself.
But Just because I’m forgiving you doesn’t mean I’m saying what you did was OK. What you did to me—to my mental health, to my life—was heinous and malicious. What I’m saying is that you did all of those things to me, and now that it’s over, it’s only you who has to live with it. I refuse to live with what you did to me, that child, his family, and everyone else who was unfortunate enough to cross paths with you, That’s your job now.
I will forgive but I will not forget. And I hope you never forget any of your victims either. The day you forget us is the day you repeat what you did to another innocent human being. And that’s a day I never want to see. Don’t forget what was said when you were standing in that court room. Don’t forget the feeling you had when you felt my coworker put those cuffs on your wrists today. Don’t forget any of it, because I never will.
I hope me forgiving you will show you that even what we think is impossible can happen. Maybe you think it’s impossible for you to change the way you are, but it has become clear to me that we never know our own capabilities until we push our boundaries farther than ever before. choose sobriety, choose to seek help for the untreated mental illnesses, choose to take responsibilities for your own actions instead of using scapegoats, choose to do the same 180 turn around I have done since you’ve been gone. Choose a life worth living. I hope one day you’ll be alright. I truly mean that.
Goodbye for good this time, Jace.
A repost from my main blog.
Today a SURVIVOR saw justice.
It’s over, it was the closure I didn’t even know I still needed.












