My rapist and abuser is dying a horrible death

My rapist was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s and Cancer. He’s dying.

I don’t know how to feel about it. That’s as far as I’ve been able to get. That’s really all I’ve got. I feel like I should be getting more off of my chest, but it feels so overwhelmingly big that I need to do every little thing to inch towards my brain being able to digest the information. It’s like I’m screaming into a void, and every time my voice cracks I feel some sort of relief.

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I really didn’t expect anyone to even read this post. I don’t have it in me to respond, honestly. Thank-you for reading.