January 25, 2025

I’m grateful he messaged an escort
Im grateful he messaged an escort during my panic attack
I’m grateful he was acting weird with his phone
I’m grateful he kept me up all night till 6am drunk
I’m grateful he slammed doors yelling at me
I’m grateful he screamed in my face while wagging his finger

I’m grateful I questioned him
I’m grateful the escort cooperated
I’m grateful his brother warned me about the ******* and drunk driving
I’m grateful there were no car accidents
I’m grateful he was so drunk I could check his phone

I’m so incredibly grateful that the escort responded in the morning so I could see it.
I’m grateful the escort answered my questioning call and consoled me

I’m grateful I was shown and got out
I’m grateful I was abused on Canada Day
Otherwise I would not have been suspicious
I’m grateful your family showed their true colours specifically his mother’s blinded dangerous loyalty.

I’m grateful that I can function
I’m grateful after considering all this, I now know I do not need closure.  Closure was him messaging an escort. Closure was him continuing to prioritize himself after being caught. Closure was me prioritizing my safety. Closure was accepting that he is in fact an abuser despite his outward disposition. He’s an abuser dressed like a butterfly: flighty, scared and beautiful. But he was really a moth eating away at the fabric of my life.

I’m grateful for my resilience and strength
I’m grateful for my friends and family


What’s best for my soul is to wish you well and live my own life.

So that’s what I’m doing. I wish you well, please don’t do this to anybody else. I would be grateful for that.