Unfoldwings
New Here
So glad to have tripped upon this site. Here's the background nutshell - I could use some help.
Common type story initially. I grew up on a farm in the middle of nowhere. Met him at 19. He was 38 at the time. He is a Disabled Veteran. Fast forward 16 years later, I left him 2 months ago. I have our 22 month old beautiful little girl.
I have spent hours and hours online reading what I can about PTSD and domestic violence. I'm sure he has PTSD although there is zero chance he would seek treatment. Now it's likely I have it. I am seeking counseling and diagnosis.
Here I am at five something in the morning telling my story to strangers...
The physical and emotional abuse I fielded in those 16 years seems like a fog of dissociative events. I can't wrap my head around the fact that I am free now - truth is my life is still in danger. No matter the safety plan, no matter the hiding. He still could hurt or kill me because he gets to access me through the courts (child custody.)
I think in some ways I never left permanently before because I didn't think anyone could help protect me. The reality of it is that no one can. The police do a poor job, family are sitting ducks as well. I am my best advocate and I am it seems in this alone. Necessary hypervigilance is adding to what I perceive to be PTSD.
I want to pour my story out here hoping someone - anyone will listen to my anonymous voice - I'm starting with this post.
Common type story initially. I grew up on a farm in the middle of nowhere. Met him at 19. He was 38 at the time. He is a Disabled Veteran. Fast forward 16 years later, I left him 2 months ago. I have our 22 month old beautiful little girl.
I have spent hours and hours online reading what I can about PTSD and domestic violence. I'm sure he has PTSD although there is zero chance he would seek treatment. Now it's likely I have it. I am seeking counseling and diagnosis.
Here I am at five something in the morning telling my story to strangers...
The physical and emotional abuse I fielded in those 16 years seems like a fog of dissociative events. I can't wrap my head around the fact that I am free now - truth is my life is still in danger. No matter the safety plan, no matter the hiding. He still could hurt or kill me because he gets to access me through the courts (child custody.)
I think in some ways I never left permanently before because I didn't think anyone could help protect me. The reality of it is that no one can. The police do a poor job, family are sitting ducks as well. I am my best advocate and I am it seems in this alone. Necessary hypervigilance is adding to what I perceive to be PTSD.
I want to pour my story out here hoping someone - anyone will listen to my anonymous voice - I'm starting with this post.