stepdad (who raised me) strangled his ex-gf a few months ago and the court proceedings are taking forever because he’s an arrogant piece of shit who thinks he can represent himself. honestly… i’m just glad he can’t afford his hefty bond. i was praying, or maybe not praying because i don’t fancy myself a religious person, but i was really deeply wishing for something to happen to get him out of my life, for a long time. months and months i spent wishing for him to be arrested or worse, killed. he’s made my life a living hell for literally as long as i can remember. i just wanted him gone. and now… he is. but i can’t bring myself to feel… ANYTHING about it. i just feel empty. and i can’t even fucking talk to anyone about it because it’s so personal and uncomfortable. it doesn’t even feel real. i’m not surprised he killed her, he’s always had a mean streak. in fact, she was declared missing days before the body was found, and as soon as i heard, i KNEW she was dead. they found her body out at a farm i spent time at as a child. with her leggings around her neck, under a tarp. i used to feed chickens out at that farm. it was such a beautiful place… and it’s now forever tainted by what that piece of shit did. i hate him. so much.