I heard that you are very ill.    I forgive you for ——— and ———-.    The years of not being in contact with you have been lovely.

I am selecting the option of being true to my feelings and continuing to maintain the no contact with you even though you are ill now.

If you don’t survive your illness, it still doesn’t change anything.   I cringe thinking of who all will come to your funeral.   It will be a gathering of many toxic, abusive and horrible people.

Indifferent.    I feel indifferent.    I feel peace.

You had choices and have your own consequences.   I survived having you in my life and now I thrive not having you in it.

I already said good bye you in actions years ago by forgiving you and moving on.

Bye