When I married J a little over 8 years ago now, I never envisioned we were embarking on the most difficult task of our lives. Being married is a HELL of a lot of work.
I successfully passed my class and am now a licensed EMT. Woo hoo! VERY proud moment in my life. I'm continuing on with my education to get higher certification and work towards becoming a paramedic. That in and of itself is full of emotion. Excitement, anxiety, stress, fear, pride, fascination, frustration. What a rush!
Skank face doesn't come up in conversation very often anymore. I don't have the seething, burning hate for her I did in the beginning. Now I just think she's pathetic.