…finally…
I’ve let go. I’m no longer hung up over what he did to me. I’ve forgiven him. It’s huge to admit. And I’m proud of myself. For once, I wish him sincerely the best.
I’m ready to move on, no longer holding on to the pain. My life is so much more than the past. And so much better now that I’ve decided to let go and let God.
It’s a long road to get this far, but every step has been worth it. I’m stronger because I claimed strength. There were many mistakes made, but I can’t continue to dwell. Today. Right now. I’m letting go. Because I can. And I should.
It’s now someone else’s turn to love me. The right way.
