make the journey easy. He refused to let me go despite having several new ‘wives’ at his disposal. I guess he wanted that last shot of power or control over my life; to show me he was still in control of me and my every move. But when I was finally divorced that finally no longer would be the case anymore.
If anything, I would be free again.
Free to work on loving myself again.
Free to heal within, without and heal every dark shadow of pain he and others had created in my life.
It would be a long journey of healing ahead of me. Some scars would take a long time to heal and grow back from. Some scars would never fade. But I knew in my heart this was a big lesson for me to grow from and learn from.