"With one hand the past moves us forward and with the other it pulls us back" - Lilith Sternin (Frasier)

One year and two months later, I finally told him off. It's my fault I never stood up for myself, and never  insisted on self-respect. I was desperate and stupid, holding onto the fleeting hope that he would come back to me and shower me with affection again. I will always keep hoping for a reconciliation unless there's absolutely nothing for me to go back to - and now there isn't. Closure, good friend, nice to see you, finally.