Rage

I literally just threw up in my mouth.

That's an expression tons of people use when they're disgusted at something. I've used it before. I've never actually thrown up in my mouth because I was disgusted at something.

Until tonight.

My ex is engaged. The man that I hate more than...well, he's the one person that I actually hate. He is getting married.

I wish that I was a big enough person to say, "I hope that he's happy."

I'm not.

D said, "Well maybe he's changed!"

Yeah right.

While I like to believe that people can change, I just cannot believe that he has or ever will. He is such a jack ass.

I hope he rots.

I have been through hell because of him. His manipulation and abuse have left me so scarred and broken.

I know I should work towards forgiving him. And someday, I want to. But when I think about him, I vomit in my mouth. Or I tear up. And such rage boils inside me!

Damn him.