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It's time. With everything happening in my life, I didn't notice it but I have let go of a lot of things. And I think I'm finally able to forgive Frank. In the end it wasn't that he didn't love me, it's that he didn't think anything of me at all. I get it now, though. He did what he did to get the person he loves back, and that takes some of the sting out of it. So here it is: I forgive him. The truth is, my life is better off despite, or in spite of, that experience. I am happier. For a short while, I had everything I wanted - or thought I wanted, and that's something I can be extremely thankful for. I know what that feels like now, and I have something to look forward to when the timing is right. I truly do wish him well and happiness.
And now, for the moving on.
And now, for the moving on.