Do not send him twenty furious text messages tonight, however much you want to, and I know how much you want to.

Because if this ends up in front of a family court judge — and I think it is going to — what wins is documented facts.

Not a shouting match.

Not your rage, however justified.

Facts.

Every impulse you have right now to confront him is an impulse to hand him the story he wants, which is that you are the unstable, vindictive ex-wife weaponizing a family dispute.