Losing you means so much to me. It means  that I will never again have to look at the person who beat me in front of my classmates, who slapped me, punched me, kicked me, dragged me around by the hair, demeaned me, humiliated me and irreparably damaged my self esteem.

It means that I no longer have to fear going to Super Target or anywhere else, I can go shopping wherever I want, whenever I want, with whoever I want, without having to look over my shoulder. I no longer have to fear that if I drop my guard for a second that pictures of me (or worse, my children) will end up on your MySpace as a part of your sick, twisted, little fantasy. Go ahead, keep the photos that you’ve already stolen, you’ll never have me again. More than that, though, you’ll never have my children.

Yes, losing you means the world to me.

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Nov. 3, 2010 at 5:53 PM

Did they both go? I am so glad you are rid of them.

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Nov. 3, 2010 at 10:03 PM

Unfortunately he is still here but when she left that brought, with certainty, their house being foreclosed on. Now it isn't a matter of IF he'll lose the house, it's a matter of when.

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