I have so much anger and hurt in me right now and I don't know how to release it. I have been trying not to talk about it because every time I bring it up I get so so mad. Listening to P and M last night set me off. Don't talk to me about him Don't talk abut how close we used to be Don't talk to me about the things he put her through. I don't care. I care about what he said to me that day. I care about what he accused me of. I care about how he treated her. I care about the fact he's never been to the cemetery. I have so much anger building up inside of me at this moment. I swear to God I hope I get to see him before he dies because I have so much shit that I want to tell him. I would do it now, but I love her too much to do that. He was her baby. She worshipped the ground he walked on. She would hate for us to fight. So I hold it all in. I get slowly madder and madder. I am polite and smile and kiss him. I rant to my poor friends. But just know, that I have not forgiven you. I will not forgive you. I hate you.