To the man who sexually abused me:

You know who you are. I don't need to utter your name. Did you enjoy when you were hurting me? Did you enjoy the tears that ran down my face when you were forcing yourself on me? I will always remember what you did to me no matter what. I hope you spend your days full of regret and sorrow. I hope you never have a peaceful moment for as long as you live. Or maybe you're already dead. Either way, it doesn't matter to me.

I'm going to move on with my life. Get a good job, get married, have kids (and I'll raise them better then you did with your kid). I'll do all of that in spite of the hurt and pain you caused me. In spite of the days I spent worrying about what was going to happen to me when you got me alone. I'll do that with strength and resiliency, knowing that you have no power over me anymore. That, for me, will be the ultimate payback.