yes, it is something very hard to move past. Often times I say that I forgive him to only find myself reliving what happened. I still somewhat believe all of the things he told me- and none of them were true. But I realized that someone else’s inability to see my value and my worth does not define me. Only I can define myself, whether I make myself good or bad, that is up to me. I realized that what he did to me had nothing to do with me and all to do with him. It says more about him more than it will ever say about me.