I'm shaking as I write this, I need the support of MN.
I previously posted about my H and his frequent visits to industrial estates.
Well I've caught him in the act. I kicked him out a few days ago, and last night my mum was visiting so I went to his place of work, to take him his essentials that he's been asking for. And lo and behold I see him sat in the car, with his hand on his colleagues thigh/ crotch. His window was down and I lost it and threw the bag I was holding at his head and screamed and made a complete show of myself and left. I've since had my locks changed and blocked his number.
My gut instinct was right. Instead of feeling relieved that I'm not going mad, I feel broken.