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I dont get it anymore. It's been a year on and off. By now Im starting to loose interest and hope a little. I mean every girls story with their veterans relationship here sounds the same. Amazing guy, comes off strong, tells you all the sweet stories, empty promises, great sex, sweet connection. Its never going out anywhere tho or doing anything else besides chilling in his room, having sex when he finds time to meet, which due to his busy schedule is like once a month lately. ( we live in different cities) All the flakyness and canceled plans, gosh how many broken promises and not ever really been there for me or making time for our relationship. Broken up countless times, but always getting back together, bc he really tells me he loves me and he thinks we are meant to be together. ( He's 43/Im 36)
First I thought he was the biggest playboy, player and just full of shit. Trust me I called him out on beeing just a f*ckbuddy many times. But he always gets upset and tells me its so much more and that and he truly loves me. And the annoying part is when he looks at me with his deep blue eyes I really feel like he does, and maybe its just his untreated ptsd that keeps him from having a normal relationship. Maybe he's struggling and sad about it as well. I feel like deep down he really would like it to work, but he has too much pride to say he needs help and when he deals with his issues he needs to be alone in his man-gave, dissapears and isolates for days it's just all he knows. And maybe he does love me, bc by now if it was just a f*ck buddy thing, wouldnt he just call it what it is. I told him it's fine with me if that's all it is, since our chemistry is like no other. But he insists of telling me he really is in love with me and he never wants us to end and he just needs me to have patience. But boy, is he the man of views words. He messages me goodmorning here and there, we never talk on the phone anymore, we never see each other, only when he flies into my city he meets me for one night stand, but then keeps telling me he loves me. Im so f*cking confused and sick of this flaky shit, yet still holding on to some bs hope that maybe things will change and he does really need me. He's so f*cking handsome, what can I say. Im an idiot! Probably.
I just would like to hear from you men out there, with combat ptsd, is it possible you can be in love with a girl, need and want her, but your ptsd is holding you back from giving her the standard relationship what societies normal is. That all your constant anxiety, panic, depression, drinking, isolating, space needing, escaping for a while, traveling away often, hiding out, not talking about it, suffering in silence, keeping busy, avoiding conversations, running running and running from everything constantly...etc that you perhaps are embarrassed to admit you need help, but you have found this girl you're in love with and hope and wish and ask her to have patience with you, bc you secretly don't want to loose her. Is that possible for you guys or am I just blind and dealing with just a f*ckbuddy here and wearing blinders?
First I thought he was the biggest playboy, player and just full of shit. Trust me I called him out on beeing just a f*ckbuddy many times. But he always gets upset and tells me its so much more and that and he truly loves me. And the annoying part is when he looks at me with his deep blue eyes I really feel like he does, and maybe its just his untreated ptsd that keeps him from having a normal relationship. Maybe he's struggling and sad about it as well. I feel like deep down he really would like it to work, but he has too much pride to say he needs help and when he deals with his issues he needs to be alone in his man-gave, dissapears and isolates for days it's just all he knows. And maybe he does love me, bc by now if it was just a f*ck buddy thing, wouldnt he just call it what it is. I told him it's fine with me if that's all it is, since our chemistry is like no other. But he insists of telling me he really is in love with me and he never wants us to end and he just needs me to have patience. But boy, is he the man of views words. He messages me goodmorning here and there, we never talk on the phone anymore, we never see each other, only when he flies into my city he meets me for one night stand, but then keeps telling me he loves me. Im so f*cking confused and sick of this flaky shit, yet still holding on to some bs hope that maybe things will change and he does really need me. He's so f*cking handsome, what can I say. Im an idiot! Probably.
I just would like to hear from you men out there, with combat ptsd, is it possible you can be in love with a girl, need and want her, but your ptsd is holding you back from giving her the standard relationship what societies normal is. That all your constant anxiety, panic, depression, drinking, isolating, space needing, escaping for a while, traveling away often, hiding out, not talking about it, suffering in silence, keeping busy, avoiding conversations, running running and running from everything constantly...etc that you perhaps are embarrassed to admit you need help, but you have found this girl you're in love with and hope and wish and ask her to have patience with you, bc you secretly don't want to loose her. Is that possible for you guys or am I just blind and dealing with just a f*ckbuddy here and wearing blinders?