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I had an absolutely dizzying and unbelievable day of sparring with Joe. It started off bad, got worse, and ended with a bang.

I thought about posting all of the emails and text messages here, but really, you'd need a day to read through it all. We didn't stop.

First up was day care. He accused me of conspiring with the day care to pretend to charge more to get more money from him. "I don't know whether you're BS'ing just to annoy me, or whether you and the day care center are attempting to pull something. But I intend to find out." I think I then emailed him something about how hard I know it is for him to part with his money. Poor baby doesn't have money to add to his Lenox collection.

Then it was on to Jacob's doctor appointment. We sat in silence through most of it, but out in the parking lot, Joe came up behind me and started bitching that I had the wrong car seat, it's against the law. He had me pinned between cars with Jacob's car door open, and I asked him to back off. He didn't, and I went off. When he finally let me get around my car, I got in and locked the doors.

He followed me home. He must have driven like a crazy person to catch up with me, and kept texting me that I wasn't going to the pharmacy I said I was going to. I finally lost him and ended up in another pharmacy. I was shaking by that point, and as soon as I got home, I composed a letter that I sent to him and my lawyer.

Joe,

The way you accosted me in the pediatrician parking
lot today was offensive and inappropriate. You've
shared your view on the car seat situation, and you
didn't need to pin me between two cars to make the
point again. I felt threatened and unsafe.

You also didn't need to follow me to the pharmacy to
make sure his prescription was filled. I can handle
the responsibility, and I don't need your harassing
text messages to follow through with his care.

If you plan on attending any more of Jacob's doctor's
appointments or other functions for him that we will
both be present for, I would demand that you conduct
yourself in a civil manner. Jacob does not need to see
his parents behaving that way, nor should his mother
be in fear of his father.

If you have issues you would like to address, I kindly
ask that you do so through our lawyers. It would be a
blessing if your counterproductive and hateful emails
ceased as well.

Well, it didn't stop there! That wouldn't be Joe. Some of my favorite excerpts:

Keep telling yourself you're a good person. But remember, there's at least one person who knows better. I do see you for what you are, and that's all that matters to me. I will make sure Jacob turns out better.

This one REALLY hurt my feelings:

Look, I don't like you. In fact, I find you repulsive.

And oooooh, the big words:

Why would I want to share parenting responsibility with a denizen of the soft underbelly? With someone who can't even keep her kids reasonably healthy? ... This custody fight will rip our lives wide open for examination; we'll see who can stand the scrutiny, we'll see who's the liar.

And then, after I told him to lighten up:

Here are a couple of knee-slappers for you:

You have a face only Pizza Hut could love.

OK, OK, how about:

You have a face only your mother could love.

Because it looks like it's been dead and buried for 20 years.

Get it? Get it?

Hey, lighten up, you are fat.

And ugly.

And dirty.

And you smell bad.

Have a nice day.

I realized he was beyond repair, beyond reason. I just can't argue with this man. Not productively anyway.

It must have something to do with how fat and ugly I am.

I just don't get it.