when you have moved on

[forward]

I have read about how one often feels after a divorce, cycling back and forth. Sometimes I still have regret and pain and sometimes I still miss X, or at least some of the good times we had.

But a lot of times, like today, I am glad that he is not part of my life any more. The criticism and the look of disdain and disgust on his face remind me of why I have begun to be more and more glad he is gone.

I have grown since being rid of that part of him. I am more animated and laugh more.