I finally feel like I’ve escaped the pain

So over a year and a half ago, I had to completely restart my life from scratch, and rebuild myself as man because of my abusive ex gf. I moved over 1200 miles away, tried new medication, therapy, and self medication and nothing was working. I was in so much pain and my mentality was spiraling out of control, I thought that there would never be a day where I didn’t think about the things she put me through. But here I am thinking about her this morning but in a different light, In a way that I didn’t think was possible for someone as broken as I am. I look back on what this past year and some change has taught me and shown me. I finally went to school and finished something I wanted to do almost my whole life, strictly because she told me it was pointless. I painted more in this past year than I ever had in the time span I was with her, because I love being an artist, and she couldn’t stand my attention being diverted to anything but her. I bought a motorcycle to fix from the ground up, and now regularly ride it, because I had to spend the money I had on getting her a new car while I rode the train everywhere. I got a job I actually enjoy and pays well, and now all of my paycheck belongs to me, and I don’t have to check my wallet for any missing money if I leave it sitting in the kitchen. I started talking to a woman who sees me for me, and recognizes the work I put forth, because she said I couldn’t find anyone else, because I was worthless and undesirable. I actually have the confidence to go out, and do things with people and friends because you kept me from having any form of confidence or self security. I bought a house down on the river about a month ago now, I’m right across the road from some close friends and I’m surrounded by good people, strictly because she told me I’d never get out of the way I was living. I’m looking back on her now realizing that I’m not the only person she’s abused or will in the future, I’m realizing that she’s the one who won’t ever achieve her goals because she needs someone to hold down. Someone who she can control and mitigate so that she can be above that other person. I’m looking at it all this morning and coming to the realization I’ve gotten back at her in the best way possible, I grew, I healed, and I was able to find happiness amongst myself, while reaching out a hand to help others. I’ll never get the time back, literal years spent in what felt like a nightmare, but now a days my time and help is more important than focusing it on someone who didn’t deserve even seconds. I’m free, I’m finally happy, and I did it all without you because you said I wasn’t capable.