Something massive.

So, I did something massive. I prayed for HIM. Yes HIM.
I prayed that God would fill his heart with love and make him change his ways.

I'm not ready to pray for myself about HIM yet, I always ask God to help me when I'm stuck with it but this is a small step in the right direction I feel.

After all the hurt and pain, emotionally and physically, he caused me I think I've done well to be able to step away from the situation. I realise that he needs help before he causes more harm to others, maybe more harm than he did to me, maybe harm that someone will never be able to rise against. I realise I'm slightly hypocritical writing this as I haven't technically 'risen' above what he did but I'm getting there and progress is better than being stuck in that place where I was a few years ago with HIM.
One day I might even be able to name HIM. I can't yet but maybe one day I will be able to feel at peace with what happened and feel comfortable enough to let all that pain go.... I think that there will always be that hope. It's the thing I cling onto most, there is always and will always be hope.