He came over (I know, he shouldn't even know where I live, but I'm a slow learner) and started telling me how much he missed me, loved me, bla bla...
This is the one who broke up with me when I was raped because I "cheated" on him. He kept yelling at me that he didn't believe it and, without raising my voice, I took his keys, wallet, phone off my table and told him to leave. I didn't have to yell, I didn't cry, my voice didn't shake. I was just done with it, done with him, wanted him out.
Of course, I called a friend and am writing this from that friend's apartment, just in case that ex comes back, but I stood up to him and I am okay.
Feels good. I figured that if there was any pl