I turned in my partner to the police after discovering his Reddit and X accounts.

He had disturbing accounts on other social media platforms, all of them listed under "consensual incest". However, the material he was peddling and the conversations he was having with individuals included the exchange (for money) of CP, as well as encouraging individuals to engage in sexual behaviors with children.

I have known this man since I was 16 (we are currently 50) and have loved him all that time. Forgiven him for countless transgressions against me and always ended up coming back, but this was a bridge too far. I feel unclean. As if my whole life and every moment I've invested in this man was just cover for him to continue with this sick and demented behavior.

I feel guilty for how long this had gone on while I just whistled through the graveyard - knowing something was wrong, but not being willing to admit to myself how wrong, or "lower" myself by snooping. But finally... I had to... and I did. What I found... destroyed me. I used my own phone to take video of his phone screen while I scrolled through account after account, conversation after conversation, video after video, image after image... then I went to the police station and handed it over to detectives. I was later informed that there was already an investigation into those accounts, they just didn't know his name. I gave them what they needed to arrest him on the spot. He'll probably never leave jail.

I don't think I will ever feel clean again. I can feel the stain on my soul like a giant black hole, eating me from the inside - destined to consume me completely. I guess we're both in prisons of our own making...

Thank you for letting me vent.

Update: Just in case anyone is still paying attention. My ex was transported from the jail to the hospital after collapsing and losing consciousness yesterday. He underwent emergency surgery for a perforated bowel and sepsis. Turns out he has stage 4 colon cancer. They had to remove about 50% of his colon and some additional portions of his small intestine that were being strangled by the tumors. He's now on life support, but fading. Maybe he'll save the taxpayers some money and let go.

Last update: He died on 12/30/2024 after his family decided to terminate life support. After I went to the jail to pick up his personal belongings. In those belongings I found letters, notarized letters, accusing me of making false claims deliberately in order to fraudulently take control of his possessions while he was incarcerated. Also, authorizing some random stranger to enter my home and take possession of EVERYTHING while I was in custody for fraud/theft, leaving me homeless, car-less, and without even clothing or access to money. Every molecule of grief or guilt that I was carrying fell away at that moment. I'm glad he's dead, a tiny part of me actually wishes I could claim responsibility for ending his life because at least it wouldn't be passive... Anyway, hopefully he's rotting in hell and watching myself and his third wife living happily together. Fuck that dude.