No Longer "the ex", now he's just someone I once dated.

Saw some pictures of the ex and his new family today. Came across them completely by accident, but then again I didn't stop myself from looking at them all. I braced myself for some sort of residual sadness, but I was pleasantly surprised to discover that there was none. No jealousy, no anger, no hurt. Just a stronger sense of certainty that where I am now, who I am with and all the new people that surround me are a better fit.
Trying to make yourself into something for someone else is never going to help you achieve happiness. You must be yourself, be confident in that person, and then surround yourself with people that like you for who you are. It takes a long time for some of us, but it's worth the trials once you get there.