Why is it that no matter how bad a person treats us, we will still give them our hearts just so they can shatter it into a million little pieces? I thought it would be easy to kick out my ex-husband, but it's just hitting me, that I am truely single. I know I should be happy after the way he treated me and my daughter, but all it does is make me want to scream out in anger. Anger at him, and anger at myself. I never should have let him have that kind of power over me to begin with. I hate all the things he made me feel when we were married, and I hate it even more now that he's gone and I can't yell at him anymore.