To add to the dramatic 24 hours detailed in the last post, my ex-wife dropped a proper bombshell tonight, as she left with our son's stuff for her half of the week with him.

"I thought I'd better tell you before you hear it from somewhere else, but I've decided to start seeing XXX again."
"You've got to be fucking joking! You're mad."
"I don't want to talk about it."

So yes, it seems she's started again with the bloke - the depressive, jealous, angry idiot - she left me for three years ago. What a bloody stupid, selfish bitch. Has she forgotten?

Has she forgotten that for two years I wasn't allowed to set foot inside the house they shared because he was so jealous and insecure?

Has she forgotten the bag she used to keep packed ready for staying over at friends every time they argued so much she couldn't stand it any more?

Has she forgotten howling in the night with pain and grief?

Has she forgotten how he once called her best friend "a hatchet faced bitch" for taking her side in an argument?

Has she forgotten how our son's friends used to make up excuses to get away from their house, because the atmosphere was so bad they couldn't stand being there any more?

Has she forgotten this is the relationship that drove her to take an overdose?

Clearly she has. Or at least put a rosy enough glow over the events to think it is worth having another try. She tried to make out that when our son was there, everything was ok, that their arguments were no worse than any other kids see their parents having. Yeah, right. And more to the point, he isn't my son's parent - he has no stake, no ties and what's more, I don't bloody trust him.

Well I haven't forgotten. I told her tonight that I won't stand for my son being in the same house as him. If she gets back together with the stupid twat, I'll take custody.

This is so shit. I had just about got used to enjoying her company again. Now I've got to start watching her like a hawk, waiting for her to go off the rails again. Bollocks. How bloody selfish of her. And on an entirely selfish note, why now!>? How am I supposed to enjoy a night off, a night with a girlfriend, when I know I could get a call from the tearful stupid bitch at any time, asking me to come round and get our son because she's had another fucking argument with Dickface?