I hated for a long time too. His family blamed me. Hell I blamed myself.

It was years before I could really celebrate my birthday. He purposely chose my birthday to do it. He wrote that he wanted me to think of him every year on MY day. Yeah,,, pretty selfish.

Hate will eat you up. I don't hate them anymore. Iam the only one that can honestly say I did everything I could to make it work.

I hate what happened, I hate the abuse I lived with, I hate what he let happen to us. But I don't hate him or his family any longer.

You will get there. I don't know you but I know the anger,
it will get better, you will probably never forget but I think in time you may forgive.

I hope you can go to a suicide support group....I wish I had. I may have healed sooner.

I wish I could give you a real hug!