Dear ex-boyfriend,

I’d like to let you know that part of me is glad that you hurt me. Part of my is glad that you abused my trust, part of me is glad that you betrayed me. You knocked my self-esteem to its lowest. I was vulnerable, usable and disposable because of you. You made me feel like I wasn’t worth any man, like I was going to be alone forever. Like I had no real future.

But I’d actually like to thank you for it. If you hadn’t knocked me down, he couldn’t have helped me back up. He couldn’t have shown me how much I’m worth, how much he cares, how far my future will go. And now I’m getting married to him, while you’re still stoned without your highschool diploma.

Thank you for destroying me. You’ve made my life so much better,

Penny, age 18