I’ve never been one to mince words. I said what I wanted to say whether it be by letter or to their face, even said it with silence and simply moving on without words. It felt good to get it out and they had it comin’. Did they care? Did it get under their skin? Did it matter? Probably not. But it helped me heal. Unless they are dead, it’s never too late to give them a what for. Take it from the Americans, we’ve let the bar down as low as it goes!