Today is 1000 days since I left Tom.

I no longer feel anger or resentment towards him, and on the whole, I can handle anything he throws at me. Now and then it gets to me, but it affects me for a couple of hours instead of weeks or months, and I’d almost go as far as saying we’re kind of friends.

Although I haven’t forgotten the way he treated me, in a way I am glad it happened because although the last ten years of my life have been incredibly challenging, they have made me a much stronger, self-assured person.

I feel ready for the next stage of my life. I want to start working towards helping others in some way.