Reading over this really intimate confessional I was drawn in by the way she was writing more than anything. Sad, sincere--she wrote captivatingly of her relationship with her rock star ex. It was as much about her honesty than the celebrity subject of her piece.
It is bitter, nostalgic, vindictive, honest. On one hand she tries to embarrass, shame her ex sharing intimate details of their lives, but she is also genuinely conflicted with real feelings for him.
Rather than try to hold on to the snap shot of happiness for her daughter or herself, save the dark, cold picture. It's a reminder of the fragility of idyllic fantasies we build relationships to be. Two people can only be as strong together as the weaknesses they bring to each other. Happiness is in forgiveness which is the only hope for truly starting anew.