"i'm starting to miss him", I said to my mom.
"Hate is good," she said. "At least you're starting to see him for what he is, and not what you think he is, at least you're starting to know what you deserve, and not the little crumbs that he's been giving you for far too long, at least when you look at him, you're not looking at him with this rose coloured spectacles anymore, instead, you're seeing him eye to eye, wide-eyed, and in black and white panoramic view. Honey, this are the few times hate is good. But don't stay too long hating him, because that means he's still got a hold on you. Indifference. Indifference is better."
-Cynthia Go