You use people. But it's when you start using your own children that I have to wonder about you. Is there nothing you will stop at to get your own way?

You have been hurt, I can understand that. What I think you keep forgetting though, is that everyone hurts. We all hurt, it's just that most of us move on. Most of us don't endlessly seek revenge. Most of us don't bring our children in as pawns.

You hate me. You hate me because he left you, and the person he came to, was me. I don't expect you to love me, I don't even expect you to like me. But I will not be your scapegoat. It's time you stopped blaming me for the problems in a relationship that I had nothing to do with. It's time that you started accepting the fact that he left because you treated him horribly. Just as you are now treating your children.

For over two years now, you have tried in every way conceivable to break me down. I know you do it, but it still gets to me. I could imagine the look of triumph on your face if you knew that. But last night, last night was beyond a joke. I am sick of it, absolutely sick of it. I will not have you use your children to control me.

After your phone call last night, I wanted to get into the car and drive away. I didn't care where I would end up, I just wanted to get far, far away. Anywhere would have done, as long as it was away from you. Because here I cannot escape you. Not only am I living with your ghosts, but I am living with your tantrums, living with your manipulations, living with your shit. You invade my home in every way. I want to spend the rest of my life with him, but I will not spend it with you.

You may think you have won, but you were the only one playing. Don't you think it is time you stopped playing games and started living your life?

With disgust,