Karolyn J. Apps Raleigh, North Carolina North Carolina

So it is New Year’s Eve four years ago and I am in Roanoke, VA with my children and family celebrating the holidays. I had been feeling terrible for over a year, run down like I had the flu and been to several doctors and ER’s in Raleigh, NC where I was living with my husband and children. My husband was playing at show that night as he was a musician and I thought I should go surprise him as I hadn’t been out in a long time. I drive the three hours to the show, show up and listen to the last set. As he is packing up, he tells me to head home and he will join me and he never does. || These disappearing acts start with more regularity and then I look through the phone records and I find a number I don’t recognize and my husband is calling it day and night. I call the number only to hear a woman’s voice and her name is Karolyn. Who the hell is Karolyn? I search FB, our friends etc and waiting for my husband to get home. Finally he shows and I ask him&#822

So it is New Year’s Eve four years ago and I am in Roanoke, VA with my children and family celebrating the holidays. I had been feeling terrible for over a year, run down like I had the flu and been to several doctors and ER’s in Raleigh, NC where I was living with my husband and children. My husband was playing at show that night as he was a musician and I thought I should go surprise him as I hadn’t been out in a long time. I drive the three hours to the show, show up and listen to the last set. As he is packing up, he tells me to head home and he will join me and he never does. || These disappearing acts start with more regularity and then I look through the phone records and I find a number I don’t recognize and my husband is calling it day and night. I call the number only to hear a woman’s voice and her name is Karolyn. Who the hell is Karolyn? I search FB, our friends etc and waiting for my husband to get home. Finally he shows and I ask him”Who is Karolyn?”…”She is just a fan of the music”. You want to believe it when he says it, you want it to be true so your whole world doesn’t change. || A week later I get the call from the doctors that I need to come in immediately. I have a very aggressive form of bladder cancer and we have to start treatment immediately, not to save my life but to buy me time to get my affairs in order and figure out what to do with my children. I’m stunned, I’m 36, how did this happen and where the hell is my husband. We travel to Richmond and he stays with his parents and I stay with a dear girlfriend. I tell her that I’m sick and my husband is having an affair, what do I do? On the drive back, I tell him that I have been your partner, best friend, lover and wife for over 10 years and I know what you are doing and it needs to stop. I’m sick and need your help through this then after you can do as you like. He cries, I cry, he agrees without admiring to guilt. He still is not where he says he will be , I come out to see him play music one night before treatment and she is there. I ask him”What is she doing here?” And he tells me to behave. I sit at a table with this woman that I know is screwing my husband and she laughs and jokes with me and give me a huge kiss and hug before she leaves that night and I go home alone so my husband can screw her all night. I begin treatment on his birthday, Feb 14th, and he never shows to bring him home. When he finally gets home from”work”, I give him the scripts of the meds I will need for the side effects of the chemo. He leaves to get them and doesn’t come home for over 5 hours and reluctantly makes love to me on the couch and then gives me a Valentine’s Day card that says”You will always have a spot in my heart”. || The next day, I contact her and tell her I know that she is sleeping with my husband but I have cancer and need her to back off until chemo is over. What I get instead of a reply is her coming out to even more shows and humiliating me with the help of my husband. This goes on for a few more weeks and then I find her house key on his key ring. I’m beside myself and can’t believe this is the man I love. Our daughter who is around 11 at the time tells me that her step-dad, my husband has a text free account and is talking to another woman and cheating on me. I’m even more devastated because now the children know. I try to call Kirk and his phone goes straight to voicemail which means he has turned his phone off and is with his whore. So I look at the online banking and see what bar he is at and I drive over there. Now picture me, hair falling out, in my Hokie’s PJ’s, ripped my IV out and taped it up and drove to this bar and there they are on the deck laughing and drinking. I get out of my car and most of it is a blur but I remember her saying”We should talk about this somewhere else” and me telling her” to shut the hell up, that I was dying and had nothing to lose killing her” and me driving off in tears and calling my parents at 1 in the morning to tell them all that had been going on. Kirk comes home 10 minutes later drunk and starts destroying things in our home and the police are called. He has a warrant for his arrest on. Child Support charge from VA ( it was a mistake that I get fixed over the weekend) and he has a fugitive warrant on him. So he is hauled off to jail and I text her to let her know her lover is in jail and won’t be returning. The next day my family shows and packs up my whole house for me to go home and then the call comes in…I have been accepted to the drug trial that could boost my survival which means I can’t leave Raleigh. My parents leave and Kirk keeps calling me from jail and I keep declining his calls. His whore has a friend to call me and ask for my forgiveness and to please not seek revenge on her. After 4 days in jail, his parents call me and ask if I will please take Kirk’s call so this is where I would go back and change my life if I could and not take that call but I do. He calls crying, says while he has been locked up, he only misses me and know how badly he has let me and the family down and can I forgive him. I tell him to cut the shit, that I have fixed the fugitive charge and I will drop him off at her house that he doesn’t have to lie and sneak around any more. He begs me to come get him and as soon as I see him, he is kissing me, telling me how much he loves me. We go home and have incredible sex. Looking back I think …what the hell was I thinking ? And I know, I still didn’t know if I was going to survive and I couldn’t imagine not being touched my last months possibly. || The next day, I give him her key and tell him to go to her and end it, she deserves that much to have an ending, again what the hell was I thinking. We go on for three weeks, happy and trying to fix the disaster that was created when I get a call on St. Patrick’s Day from my husband. He is completely drunk and proceeds to tell me that he spent the day with her. I was devestated and exhausted from treatments. I just felt like giving up. He comes home and cries to me that he loves us both and I’m his best friend and wants me to be happy for him. I just sit there with tears running down my cheeks and wait for him to pass out. I take his phone and I text Karolyn from him”I love you both but I want to try and have a life with you. Melissa will be difficult but she will adjust eventually”. The response from her is to never speak to her again and I find my husband crying in his bathroom and I comfort him while he cries over losing his mistress. || The next 6 months are treatments, me still on my own and him around when he feels like it and I finally get into a trial in Richmond and leave him. The first night away, I get a drunk voicemail from her to him. Saying she still loves him and she can’t be this girl any longer (she was cheating on her fiancÚ) and she is going to marry John etc. but had to see Kirk one more time and lied to John on where she was. I was furious and emailed her that I thought we had been through all of this and it wasn’t just me and Kirk, we had 5 kids in the mix. She apologized and swore we would never hear from her again. After being seperated for 5 months, Kirk left his life in Raleigh to follow me to Atlanta for more procedures. We worked hard at our marriage and finally moved back to my hometown in Roanoke for a fresh start. I was now a miracle and in remission and our world seem to be getting better. We got a sexy loft in downtown and began the life we dreamed of, our kids were all teenagers and one leaving for college. We had this huge housewarming party and it was a great night. I went to bed early and got up for some water only to find my drunk husband making out with one of the guests on my couch. I just walked away and knew…he all never be faithful but we were in the middle of getting custody of his boys and I knew they needed us. We got custody and maintained a civil relationship but it was never the same. || One night his phone starts buzzing and it is an email from Karolyn, 2 years later and I’m still dealing with this fucking now married homewrecker. He told me it meant nothing, I looked the other way and we stayed together. We left our sexy loft to move-in and care for my dying grandparents so that they could die at home. I lost my Poppi in Jan 2014 and my Grandma and heart in May 2014. Kirk was going out all the time and not coming home and I was caring for his sons and my daughter. We found out that my step-son’s mom had Stage IV breast cancer and the boys were going to lose her and I didn’t want them to lose me to so I looked the other way. I know no excuse is good enough to why I allowed myself to be treated so badly but I did. Then this past Nov. Kirk gets a call for some work in Raleigh. The week before he leaves he is great to me. Loving, present, happy etc but when he gets back he treats me terribly. Like when he was sleeping with Karolyn so I ask him over and over for 3 weeks if he is seeing her again and he denies it over and over. Meanwhile my health is failing again, I have lesions in my brain and they are thinking MS. My heart is a mess from a trial drug and my youngest son is watching both his mom suffer. I take Kirk’s phone one night in the bathroom and find an email from Karolyn, who has left her husband of six months as he suffered an injury at work, that talks about their hotel stay in Raleigh and I quote”I give our love nest a 7 out of 10 but our sex 11 out of of 10″. I wake Kirk up and he turns it on me that I’m not trustworthy for going through his phone and it is my fault that he was cheating as I haven’t been there for him having cancer and all. I lash out at her and again she promised to stay away from my husband and messages him to never contact her again. He also calls her in front of me to let her know I know and he screwed up. So the next couple months, he fucks me, then sleeps in another room, goes back and forth if he wants to be with me etc. || Finally I have enough even though I know it will destroy the family we created and more than likely I will lose daily access to my step-son who I have raised since he was 9 months old and spent $25k from my trust fund to ensure we got custody and not to mention I found my husband’s daughter he had not seen since she was three and now she was 18. I gave him that family and he betrayed me and them but I was the one to finally walk out the door and I carried so much guilt about that but I couldn’t be a doormat any longer. Of course as soon as I left he took back up with his whorse ( my best friend came up with that , since Karolyn has horse teeth and is a whore). Since I have moved out I have had my step-son 95% of the time with him running off to be with his whorse and working. My step-son wants to stay with me as he is losing his natural mother and doesn’t want to lose me too but instead we find out that Kirk is moving 150 miles away to live with his mistress and take our son. The son he won’t even spend time with now to live with a woman who claims she doesn’t like or want kids but Kirk says this is different as our boy is 14 and practically grown. This from the man that won’t even take him to archery practice (even though our boy is third in the state) because practice is too early. Then on top of that he tells me that Karolyn will be staying the week with them. Understand the house that Kirk is in, is my family home where I have allowed him to stay so our son could finish school not to bring his whorse to our home, in our bed. He is moving out in 30 days and can’t even restrain or take her somewhere else. I don’t understand why she would want to be on my property where my parents still live? || My attorney tells me to move back in the house for the week but the reason I fled was because of physical violence which ended up with Kirk ripping the ceiling fan out of the ceiling and the police being called. I wasn’t safe there any more and I should have gotten a protective order but I didn’t want to ruin his record and hurt his job possibilities, again I made a huge mistake. I have had some sunshine in my life and met a really great guy and he treats me so well and makes me feel like there is hope for love after all. I know I’m strong and have been though a lot but Kirk’s final”Fuck You” to me by having her in my home is crushing and makes the 15 years I spent with him feel like nothing. The bright spots are the three step-children I got from this marriage and for that I’m truly blessed! || || || || >

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