I can't get over my ex. Not in a way where I still have romantic feelings for him, but more in a way where knowing he's still out there alive and most likely happier than me eats me away. When we still talked, he was emotionally, physically, and sexually abusive. When we broke up, I wanted to report him so bad, but I never did since he told me otherwise, and I know the proof outside of my own (maybe some ex-friends as well) accounts is insufficient. Now, almost a year later, I'm just so angry. Why am I the one who is still hurt in the end? It's not fair that he gets to move on and I am not.
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