Is what gets to me every time. Acceptance of the situation as is, is hard to get to. I try every day. I look at the facts and I remember what a monster he is…and then I go to one of my 9 fucking doctors appointments and each time learn how severely he injured me, and then all the skills to calm me down is out the door. What makes these people so dangerously cruel. I have to remember I don’t owe him anything – he has smeared my name so why not tell the truth about what sort of a monster he really is…damn him.