There may be trouble ahead......

Time for ST to face the music and dance.

Can't stay on for long as am up to my eyes in a complete crisis.
Dropped all of ST's stuff on his doorstep this morning at 7am on my way to work. He's back from holiday but not at his parents' house so where is he?
I dumped his stuff on the doorstep, rang the doorbell and ran back to my car. I made sure someone had opened the door (so his stuff wasn't nicked) and then drove to work.
I had about six people e-mail or text me today, telling me that ST's antics on his holiday were being boasted about on facebook.

I also e-mailed ST the following e-mail entitled "enough is enough"...............................................


Sick and tired of your transparency and laughable attempts at covering up your inadequacies and immaturity. What on earth was the point of lying to me about your "quiet weekend"? This was the final nail in the coffin of any last shred of respect I had for you.

You are obviously delusional as well as completely immature. How on earth did you think that I wouldn't find out about your, "antics"? Our town is a small place; facebook is a constant source of both amusement and amazement with an infinite different number of inroads into your pathetic activities with your "Crew" (there are over 20 different people I know that have links to profiles including details about you); and your lack of respect for me and my family is nothing short of shocking.
After everything you have put us through, how do you think it makes me and my family and friends feel to know that my estranged husband is on a debauched holiday in Portgual playing games such as "winehands" and "wheelbarrowing" and then having details of your disgusting binge drinking and immature behaviour being boasted about on a public site? It is utterly disgraceful, disrespectful and completely (but unsurprisingly) thoughtless.

I shall be dropping off your stuff at your parents' place tomorrow. I shall leave it either on the doorstep or in the carport. I don't want to see you ever again and I definitely don't want you to set foot anywhere near my home.

You are the worst mistake I ever made and, although I am still desperately in love with the man I married and will grieve for him for a considerable time to come, sadly this was merely a facade, a cad and a charlatan. In the words of my father, "Darling, I'm afraid you married a real rotter."

Please send me the money you owe me immediately. I shall be instructing a solicitor as of the 1st September to act on my behalf in the divorce (for which I shall be sending you the bill) and to recoup my financial losses as I am exhausted from the backwards and forwards nature of our e-mail communications which have not resulted in a satisfactory resolution to the situation. In addition to this, I am considering using the facebook, "evidence" as well as testimony from a number of other sources to put forward a different set of conditions for the divorce. You have completely humiliated me yet again.

You have made a fool of me for far too long and I am utterly exhausted by this process. The time has come to put this in the hands of someone else.

If you wish to discuss any of these matters then I will be available by phone between 4pm and 10pm tomorrow (Wednesday). Following this period, I suggest that all communications be between your father and my chosen legal representative.

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Since the return of his stuff today and my e-mail yesterday, all his mates have deleted all of my friends off their facebook profiles. I haven't heard a thing off ST and neither have I received notification that he received his things.
My mates are all beginning to text me to tell me they have been "deleted" by loads of people he knows.
Looks like the storm clouds are gathering.
Wish me luck; I'm off to get my brolly.