But it was the truth

So what happened the other day shook me pretty bad but thankfully everything worked out for what will hopefully turn out to be the better. Put some things into prospective for me n I didn't like the crystal clear picture that I was presented with. Decided to make some changes.

Now I know I'm not perfect, no one is. I haven't handled things well most of the time. But you live, you learn, you regret, you forgive, you move on. At one point in the beginning of the end of it all with "him" I let the anger and pain take hold. I was so upset by some things I had learned that I acted out in a moment of pure hatred. In the scheme of things what I did in that moment does t even register a blip compared to the years of physical and emotional abuse he put me through. But I regret it. Because I definetly was not being the better person in that moment. I wrote the truth and let it be known. And of course many saw and applauded me, became disgusted with him and the women, and in truth some looked down on me for admitting what had happened because I had stayed for so long. Whatever. I uses to look down on others who stayed in bad relationships, I had no right, I learned that once I had been put in "their shoes". Now if I could remove it I would. Not because it wasn't true- every word of it was the truth and it was a tone down version of the truth. It didn't me ruin how abusive he was, how evil he had been exactly. Just stated the fact and yes the tone of it was peppered with my anger n pain. But I shouldn't have done that. Because no matter how much of a truly evil disgusting abusive manipulative law breaking piece of poo he really is- despite that, he is the father of my kids. And I regret it. But it was the truth.