The man I loved after you, told me the things that you were too cowardly to say. The man I loved after you saw my tears and told me he understood why I was crying. He told me it was okay to be mad, and okay to be sad, and confused and doubtful. The man I loved after you told me the way I felt was normal, and that this moment in time will make me invincible.
The man I loved after you told me that I deserve a lot more than who you were willing to be.
That your addiction had nothing to do with me.
That your decisions did not equate to my value.
That there was nothing I could have done to keep you sober.
That it took a powerful woman to walk away.
That I absolutely made the right decision to leave.
The man I loved after you gave me the tools I needed to love, and to realize, and to heal; and for this, I thank you.
Wild Little Hare 