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My h gets all serious last night while I am trying to unwind from work, so I pause my show. He says he is worried about a close friend of ours. This friend's mom had called my h to do a welfare check. Apparently, he had been crying to his mom on the phone because he has no family/relationship and is 56 years old. This friend is currently unemployed and doesn't seem to be making much effort to change that. He also didn't come over on the 4 th, which is very unusual. My h took him to lunch and listened to his crisis.
So, I told h, our friend should probably see a psychiatrist for depression. (This friend also may have undiagnosed ptsd, in my opinion from having a gun put in his face years ago while doing a work bank deposit.)
Regardless, my husband seems to think that I should know what to do since I see a therapist. I don't have these answers, I don't know all the therapists in the area and it is expensive. I don't know any psychiatrists. I am not the Internet or his friends Obamacare advisor. And I may sound as though I lack empathy here, but when I tried to tell my husband about my struggles earlier this year I got all of the victim blaming crap about my past, a 1/2 listen, an "I support therapy to improve your self esteem," a "you've never been in a life threatening situation." He didn't even know what disorder I have when he was telling our psychologist friend about my "therapy." He doesn't listen to me. We can just happily move along. I don't even try to explain my symptoms, I get weird or "stop it" stares when I react to triggers or talk to our daughters about safety. No empathy. But we need to take care of his friend.
Honestly, I do care about this friend (he is like family) too, but this is the sort of response that has created a jealousy in how I have felt between this triangular relationship for 18 years.
Am I off base and being selfish (and if I am, please put it in a nice way, I am sensitive)? What is my role here?
So, I told h, our friend should probably see a psychiatrist for depression. (This friend also may have undiagnosed ptsd, in my opinion from having a gun put in his face years ago while doing a work bank deposit.)
Regardless, my husband seems to think that I should know what to do since I see a therapist. I don't have these answers, I don't know all the therapists in the area and it is expensive. I don't know any psychiatrists. I am not the Internet or his friends Obamacare advisor. And I may sound as though I lack empathy here, but when I tried to tell my husband about my struggles earlier this year I got all of the victim blaming crap about my past, a 1/2 listen, an "I support therapy to improve your self esteem," a "you've never been in a life threatening situation." He didn't even know what disorder I have when he was telling our psychologist friend about my "therapy." He doesn't listen to me. We can just happily move along. I don't even try to explain my symptoms, I get weird or "stop it" stares when I react to triggers or talk to our daughters about safety. No empathy. But we need to take care of his friend.
Honestly, I do care about this friend (he is like family) too, but this is the sort of response that has created a jealousy in how I have felt between this triangular relationship for 18 years.
Am I off base and being selfish (and if I am, please put it in a nice way, I am sensitive)? What is my role here?