I’m currently going through a divorce and my ex is a manipulative dick. He acts all smiles and then does something shitty behind the scenes.
He takes up too much of my headspace, I keep having intrusive thoughts and I am filled with anger at him.
I don’t have young Dc involved, but you could comfort yourself with the idea that your children will sooner or later see through him and want nothing to do with him. There will come a day when you will be surrounded by your children, their partners and grandchildren, and he will have none of that.
I am permanently tempted to tell all and sundry of our mutual friends what he has done, but I mostly resist and just drop one or two of the worst nuggets of info to them. It surprises me that a lot of them already see through him. I suspect the same is true for you.
I need to get into meditation more so I can learn to recognise when I’m obsessing about him and turn the thoughts away. I do allow myself to try and think of ways to punish now and again, but I know I’ll never carry them out. Perhaps these are things you can try?
You need to grey rock/cold shoulder him. He just wants to control the situation. So yes it’s ok to make him wait outside, go to your room. You don’t need to even reply to his texts. Just don’t lose your temper at him, or text anything you will regret.
If he suddenly says he’s coming over, you have every right to text back, sorry we’re busy, or they will be ready in one hour. Try and take back some control of these interactions. They are more your children than his now, and they may start not wanting to go to him soon. (if he does things like sleep at the cinema).
I think that if you start dictating the where, when and how with the children you may start to feel better. He’s still trying to control you, whereas in reality you have all the control. Yes, really, you do.
Im a fine one to talk though, I’m in our own rental and if I’m in the garden and he comes to the garage he uses next to the house, I just run indoors. He’d love it if we could chat like old times, but I can’t forgive him for shafting me every which way he can.
But I do wake up in the morning and I am so, so glad I am in my own space and don’t have to be living with that fuckwit anymore.