Starting with a good thought.

I finally got him out of my house over a year ago. A holiday is coming up, Easter, not something that I particularly care much about. I just know that I won't have to get into an argument that morning or evening. Last year I went on a long walk before my mom's house, it was so new to be alone that I don't think that I completely understood the beauty in it. I've realized over the last year, that holidays and birthdays don't have to be a shitshow of arguments and yelling and stress.

I can go walking, have coffee, read in peace...all without being called boring and old. 

I don't have to go back and forth about going or leaving, having a time frame hanging over my head, hearing how stupid everyone is. 

I'm actually looking forward to it this year; a peaceful morning, a good dinner, seeing my family, going to see a dear friend afterwards maybe. Whatever I want to do, it's my choice with no irrational accusations about any of it. (You know, that I'm sleeping with everyone I come into contact with)

I can come home as late or early as I want. I'm grateful to not have him in my house any longer.