I think about that a lot. It makes me laugh when people mention karma or any kind of divine justice. I remember all my abusers names, I dream about their faces, they're what I think about when I cry and when I'm panicking. I think about all people who wronged me after I treated them so well. Nowadays, they're dating, have friends, live in another country etc.... Nothing about this is fair.
I just wish they would even remember my face, even remember my name. I just wish they would KNOW how much they hurt me. That's all I ask. Yet, they wouldn't even recognize me if they saw me today. And I am doomed to think about them every second of my life.
While they're having sex, being happy, building a future and a family, going out for drinks, I am alone in bed crying everyday.