Mine turned mine against me while still living in the same house with me, as I was raising them. I am still finding out the things he said about me behind my back. The betrayal is amazing. yes, I talked shit about him...more like I spoke truth to my children who were teenagers during the divorce. And they needed to hear it. They deserved to know who their dad was, finally. It still has taken years for them to know where to place him. Far. Away.