I refuse to feel worthless for being fired. You made me feel worthless for eight years, all the while proclaiming to love me. Just because a person makes a bad decision does not make them a bad person. The worst decision I ever made was chosing you. And all the decisions I made involving you or pertaining to you were not the best ones. Blame it on my heart.
All the years you told me I was crazy. All the times I believed you. You are the master of crazy making. You always wanted to be the master of something. It wasn't I who could not communicate.
This time away from you has helped me to discover who I am, although a part of me will forever be lost. Your self-righteousness is clearly evident in all your radio and media appearances and rants to other bloggers. You have always loved the limelight. Perhaps if you could channel that energy toward a better outlet instead of using people in your game of chess. Then maybe you would have a successful consulting business instead of the imaginary one you have. You will need to retain some clients first. One can not claim to have a million dollar consulting company without any clients. Your entire life is a lie. You can't even be true to yourself.
It's all so much clearer now--coming into focus--the longer I'm away from you.