SHE'S FOREVER CHANGED THE REST OF MY LIFE

The other woman is Kimberly Knapp (58). Here's my story.

He comes home a little later than usual. What's different about him? It's almost imperceptible, but it's definitely there. I doubt anyone else would see it, but I see it. We've been married 33 years. You know when the energy around your spouse changes when you've been together that long. He's a strange kind of happy, almost giddy. He looks 10 years younger. Are his feet touching the ground? It's as though he's walking on air.

What's happened? I ask him because I'm sensing something significant happened since he left this morning to attend 2nd day of the 2018 Cannabis Convention in Los Angeles. "None of your business", he responds. I'm uneasy, but there's nothing to do but wait and see. He denies anything is different. As the days and weeks go by I am more convinced my fears are not ill-founded because he becomes increasingly dismissive, impatient and secretive.

It's been about 6 months since that convention day. We have good and bad days. Too often, though, he speaks to me harshly. He tells me I'm not on his team. His contribution to a conversation is usually limited to "fuck off", "I don't care", "go fuck yourself", "none of your fucking business", "I don't give a shit", "leave me alone", "I don't owe you anything" and, my favorite, "this conversation is over". He spends a lot of time in the bathroom with the lights off. He says he's watching Utube videos (although it's very quiet in there). He's distant, disinterested, stops coming home for dinner, has nothing to say when he is home, pulls away whenever his leg accidentally touches mine in bed and wraps himself up in covers so that I can't touch him. "What's going on, Ty? Have you met someone?", I ask him periodically. He responds with, "stop the bullshit". What the hell is he's talking about!? Something is clearly off, and he's telling me to quit fucking with him. What a jerk.

It's now about 9 months since that day. He complains I don't touch him, but he's usually so abrasive it's hard to be loving toward him. Besides, how can I want to touch him when I believe he's making love to someone else? He is replacing me. I can feel it. I know there's someone else, but he keeps denying it and I have no way to prove it. We're on a runaway train and going so fast I can't stop it. We stop having sex by February. He stays out all night now and then. I've been set aside. I feel empty. I'm an outsider in my own life. I am missing him, but also reeling from panic, frustration, shame, confusion, anxiety, sadness, fear and anger. These feelings are with me every day and I know I'm losing.

No! How can this be? How could he let someone else have him? He's my husband! Who is this woman?! What kind of woman gets involved with a married man?! What the hell is she thinking?! What's wrong with her?! Damn her! My mind is in a frenzy and, though I'm fighting all the way, I feel I'm being pushed and pulled to the end of my marriage. Why isn't he man enough to man up?

Truth inevitably surfaces. Peace comes with that. It's not a comforting peace, but I welcome the melancholy over the anguish. It's a bittersweet day. After more than a year of mental and emotional torture, I find a 2nd phone he uses to communicate with her. There are pictures and texts, future plans being made and more. I feel sick to my stomach, but I don't pass out or vomit. The suspicions were real, absences explained. I feel as though I've been skinned alive. My whole body hurts, inside and out. My soul hurts. I want to give him what she's giving him! I want to touch him! I miss him, but he doesn't see me anymore. He looks right through me. His expression is blank. He has no kind words for me, no smile. I think of the song Bleeding Love. I hate her.

KIMBERLY KNAPP (58), I hope you burn in hell. Do you have a daughter? How pitiful. Remember when I called you months ago? I didn't know then it was you he was seeing. I told you how much I love my husband. You knew I was struggling desperately to keep my marriage intact and yet you still continued sleep with my husband. Your actions define you as authentically and abominably selfish, shameless, loathsome, vile, scandalous, miserably pathetic and deplorably immoral. Watch your step. Karma is a bitch, I hear, and I'll bet it's coming for you.

Submitted August 04, 2019 at 12:03AM

The other woman is Kimberly Knapp (58). Here's my story.He comes home a little later than usual. What's different about him? It's almost imperceptible, but it's definitely there. I doubt anyone else would see it, but I see it. We've been married 33 years. You know when the energy around your spouse changes when you've been together that long. He's a strange kind of happy, almost giddy. He looks 10 years younger. Are his feet touching the ground? It's as though he's walking on air.What's happened? I ask him because I'm sensing something significant happened since he left this morning to attend 2nd day of the 2018 Cannabis Convention in Los Angeles. "None of your business", he responds. I'm uneasy, but there's nothing to do but wait and see. He denies anything is different. As the days and weeks go by I am more convinced my fears are not ill-founded because he becomes increasingly dismissive, impatient and secretive.It's been about 6 months since that convention day. We have good and bad days. Too often, though, he speaks to me harshly. He tells me I'm not on his team. His contribution to a conversation is usually limited to "fuck off", "I don't care", "go fuck yourself", "none of your fucking business", "I don't give a shit", "leave me alone", "I don't owe you anything" and, my favorite, "this conversation is over". He spends a lot of time in the bathroom with the lights off. He says he's watching Utube videos (although it's very quiet in there). He's distant, disinterested, stops coming home for dinner, has nothing to say when he is home, pulls away whenever his leg accidentally touches mine in bed and wraps himself up in covers so that I can't touch him. "What's going on, Ty? Have you met someone?", I ask him periodically. He responds with, "stop the bullshit". What the hell is he's talking about!? Something is clearly off, and he's telling me to quit fucking with him. What a jerk.It's now about 9 months since that day. He complains I don't touch him, but he's usually so abrasive it's hard to be loving toward him. Besides, how can I want to touch him when I believe he's making love to someone else? He is replacing me. I can feel it. I know there's someone else, but he keeps denying it and I have no way to prove it. We're on a runaway train and going so fast I can't stop it. We stop having sex by February. He stays out all night now and then. I've been set aside. I feel empty. I'm an outsider in my own life. I am missing him, but also reeling from panic, frustration, shame, confusion, anxiety, sadness, fear and anger. These feelings are with me every day and I know I'm losing.No! How can this be? How could he let someone else have him? He's my husband! Who is this woman?! What kind of woman gets involved with a married man?! What the hell is she thinking?! What's wrong with her?! Damn her! My mind is in a frenzy and, though I'm fighting all the way, I feel I'm being pushed and pulled to the end of my marriage. Why isn't he man enough to man up?Truth inevitably surfaces. Peace comes with that. It's not a comforting peace, but I welcome the melancholy over the anguish. It's a bittersweet day. After more than a year of mental and emotional torture, I find a 2nd phone he uses to communicate with her. There are pictures and texts, future plans being made and more. I feel sick to my stomach, but I don't pass out or vomit. The suspicions were real, absences explained. I feel as though I've been skinned alive. My whole body hurts, inside and out. My soul hurts. I want to give him what she's giving him! I want to touch him! I miss him, but he doesn't see me anymore. He looks right through me. His expression is blank. He has no kind words for me, no smile. I think of the song Bleeding Love. I hate her.KIMBERLY KNAPP (58), I hope you burn in hell. Do you have a daughter? How pitiful. Remember when I called you months ago? I didn't know then it was you he was seeing. I told you how much I love my husband. You knew I was struggling desperately to keep my marriage intact and yet you still continued sleep with my husband. Your actions define you as authentically and abominably selfish, shameless, loathsome, vile, scandalous, miserably pathetic and deplorably immoral. Watch your step. Karma is a bitch, I hear, and I'll bet it's coming for you.