I wish I were ready to move on. But I am not. I have not properly grieved what happened to me, and I still blame myself, mostly. So I am unable to forgive right now. I would like to say that I might forgive in the future, but honestly, I don;t think I will. I hate him too much. He did horrible things to me, my brothers and sister and my mom. He was evil and did evil things. He is dead and I still hate him and he still is affecting me. Which is sad. I wish I didn;t care about it so much. But I do, I just do. If I could, I would be the one in hell with him torturing him for all eternity. Which also makes me sad that I feel that way. Because I am not like that with anyone else. He just hurt me and my family so badly.