An email from the ex

Shit. Shit. SHIT!

I'm posting this so you guys know why I'm partcularily disturbed right now.

I made a post about my ex 3 days ago. It was basically me being incredibly psychotic, jealous and upset over some pictures he took and I posted these pictures to help make my point. I didn't really think anything of it.

Then I checked my email today.

There was an email there from yesterday. From the ex.

He found me.

I stupidly posted those pictures and it led him to my blog. I don't really understand how but just 2 days after that post I got an email from him.

So, now he knows about my blog. Meaning there is a possibility he may see this or anything else I post after this. I don't know if he enjoys the emotional pain from creeping as much as I do, so he may or may not decide to never look at my blog again.  Who knows.

Anyways. This is the email I got received from him. (If he sees this it'll probably piss him off too, but I figure I'm already fucked so who cares)

"Take my company photos off your website. The fact that they are on there means you are ignoring the copyright terms set on every photo I post online.

Im serious, take them down or you will hear from my lawyer.

And by the way, its a 38 year old mother of two, not bianca. My nude set is to show that people can be beautiful no matter what age or size. And yea it was actually inspired by my heartlessness when i called you fat.

And yes, I will die alone and miserable.  No im not sleeping with bianca, nor have I ever touched her.

If i can find my photos online, that means other people can too. Just cuz you cropped out my logo doesn't mean they aren't easily recognizeable which means you're slandering me and my company.  I want the photos off.

Take comfort in the fact that my lonely miserable death isn't far away. And no, there was only you, will only be you, so yea fuck it. Bye

Thank you,"

So I took the pictures down. 

And hyperventilated and had an epic freak out. And then cried a bit.

This was the one place I felt completely safe in saying anything I wanted and felt like I could completely honest. This was the one place I could admit how fucking screwed up I am. 

He was probably the last person I ever wanted to see that post. He already knew I was crazy but I really could have done without this. Your ex isn't supposed to know how you really feel, they aren't supposed to know you creep them, or that you still have bad days because of them, or that you haven't moved on. 

Now I don't know what to do.  

Any advise or comments would be helpful. Anything really. 

FML