I have always been a writer and my children expect me to write about my life. They don't care if I write about him or them. It's just part of the deal having a mother who makes her living writing.

My kids are 26,24,23,20, 16,14, and 13.

I have zero compassion for him. He brought this on himself and tried to bring me down too. His ex-wife was vile and has been trying to "get revenge" on me for five years. I am just done. It's a horrible situation and up to him to fix it.