[paulschair]

I should start by saying she is in fact my ex wife and I decided earlier this year that after eleven years of difficult times - enough was enough and proceeded with a divorce.
We have two young children (age 7 & 6) and the last thing I wanted to do was to split their family up. But the rowing was too much and completely unfair on them.
Following a very serious incident involving the police, my wife was taken away and subsequently received treatment in a residential hospital for 2 years.
To cut a VERY long story short, she has recently been given a psychological assessment and deemed fit to look after our children again (albeit only part-time)

But the problem I have is that she just cannot resist an opportunity for a row and to put me down and blame me for everything that went wrong and this often happens in front of our children. I am SICK TO DEATH of her making up terrible lies about me and spreading them amongst family and friends.
Apparently I was/am a regular wife-beater, an alcoholic, drug taker and I steal money from the children's money box. NONE of which has ever been remotely true. It is VERY VERY frustrating! (and I'm left wondering if friends actually believe her - I'm sure they quite possibly have their suspicions)

Even though we haven't lived together for a long time I feel I'm returning to a point where I feel very bitter about what she's done over the years and what she is now continuing to do. I feel like emailing links to friends which point to pages online with the symptoms of a BPD sufferer so they can read up on it themselves.
But then this will only eventually get back to my ex wife and then all hell will break loose again. I can NEVER win and nothing I say ever gets listened to and I'm sick of this continuing nightmare.

EG; She phoned me up earlier this evening and out of the blue accused me of having a long-term affair with a friend of hers from years back. Shouting and screaming down the phone. Her reason for believing this? Because the friend had dropped my ex wife as a contact from Facebook and that must surly mean in her eyes that me and the friend have been having sex. COMPLETELY RIDICULOUS. It doesn't make ANY sense!! But that is just one small tiny example of how life constantly was before I decided I'd had enough.

I would love to hear from anyone else in a similar situation and how they manage the utter frustration of it all.

Thanks for reading...