Baby steps, baby steps…The mother of my husband’s other child is forgiven. I am so over the anger I felt towards her and the whole situation. Five years of being and angry self-righteous martyr. Let me tell you what a waste!
I’m sure in the future, she’ll do things that will rub me the wrong way, and I’m sure I will reciprocate, as is the nautral order of things.
But I’m done, her daughter is too cute, and she is actually to pleasant to dislike any longer. What a weight off my shoulders, I feel so free!

