Unmarked thoughts

I still have so much residue hatred for that man. It's quite bizarre.

Other emotions come and go, but this one lasts. In some ways, I want to see him, just so I can vent bile and slam the door in his face.

The other part of me knows it's childish and something I should let go. Let him live his life so long as he doesn't interfere in mine.

Of course, when it comes to my nephew and his grandson, our interests collide. I have no intention of letting this sleezebag son of a bitch get anywhere near my darling. He happily abandoned us so he wouldn't have to deal with all the bad times that a family goes through and now he thinks he can just pop back in and share our joys?