Letting go

I really wish that he could let go and let me live my life.

I feel sorry for him that he feels the need to spend so much time and energy on something that ended so many years ago. It boggles me that he could still be so angry 8 years on. I pity him ; I really do. Every time I think I think that it might be the end, it isn’t. Quite frankly, I find it very draining.

However, I won’t give in and let it change the way that I live my life. I enjoy life; I honestly do. It’s my life and I won’t let him ruin it. He is damaging other people on his way down though. 

It’s a good thing that I believe in karma.