This is the first time for me to burst out in front of him. I was exhausted physically and mentally. His family who doesn't know anything is a tough one, his aunty hates me for something I did not do and his grandpa too. Been having too much pressure at work lately. He kinda snapped at me earlier on that day. I f*cking had enough for a moment, but I kept my patience again and tried to think positively that it's just me being tired after months try to hold it in.
Suddenly, I figured out that he went to a bar with a girl, thank god she's my friend, and had a beer. I didn't know that, I was pissed and told him: next time, please just tell me. And he lashed out at me saying: I swear to f*cking God I did f*cking tell you I went there. When I checked my chat conversation with him that time, he was wrong, he didn't say anything about the bar. And then came the excessive shame, covered with angry outburst. We both know that he has memory problems. I told him calmly to just tell me next time, but he ignored me.
Then I suddenly did rant back at him, saying I'm tired, it's been months since his diagnosis but he never evaluated himself, no willpower to be better and keeps downgrading me like I'm a piece of shit. I didn't say these following things, but fyi he keeps pointing out blindly about my anxiety disorder is more severe than his ptsd while I actually recover faster than him, saying my progress are short-term progress and almost useless while I always tried to build up my self-conscious and overcome my anxiety that I have become a survivor now, calling me names, telling me that I've been living in a fairytale while it's only a strong willpower to have a stable condition. None of it ever makes sense to me, and all of those downgrading words have never been necessary. It doesn't matter who's more severe! He doesn't make any progress, and I've been fine with it, I take care of everything for him, I always love him with my all even when he relapsed, but just this one day I had mental and physical fatigue and now he's shutting me out. Been 2 days. He said he needs some time off because he feels really conflicted at the moment. I just told him that I'm getting exhausted, and he suddenly pushed himself away from me. The shut out is not something new, but this time is really different.
The guilt has been all over me. I should've been stronger than this, I should've been better in controlling my exhaustion, I should've not said anything that night. I've been crying for 2 days because I'm scared that I'm gonna lose him, and sad thinking about how hard it is not to be able to feel love, compassion, and empathy completely because of his emptiness. It must be hard for him to listen to my rantings that night.
I feel so down right now. I used to do a lot of self-care but now I feel like I just wanna cry until he came back. What should I do? I just wanna be a good carer and I feel like I just failed.
Suddenly, I figured out that he went to a bar with a girl, thank god she's my friend, and had a beer. I didn't know that, I was pissed and told him: next time, please just tell me. And he lashed out at me saying: I swear to f*cking God I did f*cking tell you I went there. When I checked my chat conversation with him that time, he was wrong, he didn't say anything about the bar. And then came the excessive shame, covered with angry outburst. We both know that he has memory problems. I told him calmly to just tell me next time, but he ignored me.
Then I suddenly did rant back at him, saying I'm tired, it's been months since his diagnosis but he never evaluated himself, no willpower to be better and keeps downgrading me like I'm a piece of shit. I didn't say these following things, but fyi he keeps pointing out blindly about my anxiety disorder is more severe than his ptsd while I actually recover faster than him, saying my progress are short-term progress and almost useless while I always tried to build up my self-conscious and overcome my anxiety that I have become a survivor now, calling me names, telling me that I've been living in a fairytale while it's only a strong willpower to have a stable condition. None of it ever makes sense to me, and all of those downgrading words have never been necessary. It doesn't matter who's more severe! He doesn't make any progress, and I've been fine with it, I take care of everything for him, I always love him with my all even when he relapsed, but just this one day I had mental and physical fatigue and now he's shutting me out. Been 2 days. He said he needs some time off because he feels really conflicted at the moment. I just told him that I'm getting exhausted, and he suddenly pushed himself away from me. The shut out is not something new, but this time is really different.
The guilt has been all over me. I should've been stronger than this, I should've been better in controlling my exhaustion, I should've not said anything that night. I've been crying for 2 days because I'm scared that I'm gonna lose him, and sad thinking about how hard it is not to be able to feel love, compassion, and empathy completely because of his emptiness. It must be hard for him to listen to my rantings that night.
I feel so down right now. I used to do a lot of self-care but now I feel like I just wanna cry until he came back. What should I do? I just wanna be a good carer and I feel like I just failed.