My dh's ex did horrible shit to us. She followed my son home from school and threatened him, put rocks through our windows, tried to get me fired from work, faked HIV, yelled at us in the street and prank called our house. She is now dying of breast cancer and has a year to live. I've encouraged dh to see her because I want him to get closure. But I can't bring myself to feel bad at all. I'm not proud of this emotion but it is what it is.