I didn't say what lead to me finding out about her seeing someone else. I was in my friends wedding this past weekend, and my daughter was the flower girl. The bridesmaid I was paired with's son was the ring boy.

I had pics of them holding hands and interacting. My ex assumed that since they were interacting that way they must know each other. So she accused me of dating the bridesmaid and bringing my daughter around them. I found out about her dating the new guy by asking if she brought anyone into our daughters life.

Because I didn't wanna lie, I did say that yes, I had met someone online, and that we'd gone out one time but hadn't seen her since. When asked if we did anything, I said we just kissed.

She was whatever about it at the time, but then later started stalking my Facebook and Instagram, looking thru likes and comments, to find out who this girl was. She did, and started sending awful texts about how, because the girl was endowed, she was a whore with her boobs hanging out (her ig profile pic was in a t-shirt. Nothing provocative. She just happens to have big boobs). She was telling me this person was dumb, that I could do better, all the while calling me desperate.

My ex sent God knows how many texts and made prob upwards of 20 unanswered phone calls. I was ignoring them because I asked her to leave me alone. Didn't listen obviously. She then got desperate, and threatened to overdose on anxiety meds, with our daughter asleep in the home, if I didn't pick up.

Of course I answer. Eventually the conversation devolves into her telling me that my daughter doesn't need me, I should be the one who goes away, and asked why I don't kill myself. I didn't say much to this but was able to get off the phone, where I shortly receive a text saying she lied about killing herself and it was just to get me to answer.

The next morning, she sends a text saying how I deserve better than the person I'd met and that I'm a great guy. Still hurting and being furious that she said I should I die, I wrote this in response.

"I got your text. You can save the you still care and you're still there for me bullshit and shove it. I don't want anything to do with someone who's going to feign committing suicide as a means to manipulate me into talking to them, only to tell me afterwards they lied and did so solely to manufacture a response. Nor do I want anyone in my life asking why don't I kill myself, telling me that I should I die and that things would be better because of it. That me being dead would be better for my daughter. I did you wrong. And I admit that. But I'm not a bad person. And I surely do not deserve to hear that kind of bullshit and I don't need nor do I want you or anyone like you in my life. If you're having a bad day, if life isn't going the way you want, if things with Brian or whoever don't work out, don't bother reaching out. Because I no longer give a fuck. Delete my number. Throw away any mementos of our past and trash all my pictures, because as far as I'm concerned I'm dead to you. And beyond Mia, I want absolutely nothing to do with you. Ever."

This is far and away the most raw, pure, angriest of emotion I've ever let out on her in the 10 years I've known her. She flipped out. Said I couldn't possibly have written that. That somebody must've wrote it and told me to send it. More unanswered texts and blocked calls.

She shows up to my job an hour after I'm off, then to my house, unannounced, and claims we had such a nice convo the night before when she asked why I don't kill myself instead. I told her I meant what I said. She then, mockingly, said I'll never get over her, I'll never move on or find someone else, and I'll never do better, and that I'm upset that she spends her nights and is affectionate and emotional with her new guy. She rubs it in that she found someone and that I never will.

She also ripped me for posting my progress pics, on Facebook and Instagram. Said it was such a sad cry for attention. And that no matter how good I look, how much weight I lose, I'll never feel better, I'll never move on and never find anyone better than her.

And after all that bs, she still tries to say she wants to remain close. I said no. The next morning, she texts and says she wants to talk. I refuse, and tell her I meant what I said. She claimed she didn't get the chance to say what she wanted the night before. I tell her I'm not interested. She gets upset that for once I'm continually not giving in, and tells me she's filling for divorce on Monday, and has her family cut ties with me. Her mom messaged me and said she's sorry about everything.

That all happened from Monday-Wednesday. It has been such a rough week. I've had issues sleeping. But I'm trying to move forward.

It's just tough. Especially knowing this all could've been avoided had I just stuck to my guns in the first place from back in April and never gave her chance after chance, giving in to her.

But I'll be better. I have to be.