I came on this forum in November 2007, a very happy time in my life, I had just met a wonderful man who has PTSD (from being in Rwanda in the 1994 genecide, as part of the UN troups) and like so many, I didn't know what PTSD was and in my case had never heard about it.
He told me about his PTSD a couple of weeks after knowing him and in my ignorance it was "oh ptsd? ok...some stress, and some space, ok...I can handle that". Reminds me of the time my mom was diagnosed with Alzheimer's...my thoughts were "ok, she can't remember stuff" I can handle that.....Rude awakening....if you have never lived through PTSD and Alzheimer's there is nothing that can prepare you for the true extent.
I came here to learn about the disorder and for suggestions and guidance on how better cope and help him along the way. Education 101, for sure :)
In time I fell in love and my quest in helping him cope was a major focus. I was everything he needed me to be and I tried to make life easier for him. This, I did willingly out of love for him.
No huge sacrifice, just minor adjustments to my life to "accomodate" his PTSD. And to be honest, it wasn't too much to ask for...since his PTSD was never an issue with us. He controlled and managed it very well...he went to therapy every week...took his meds and we were very happy.
We talked a lot and we expressed our needs and wants. He knew what I was able to tolerate and tried his best to make it work. He trusted me completely...and told me so much of what he went through, his feelings, emotions..etc...something he had only shared with his therapist.
Everything was great for 2 years, till he got badly triggered by something that happened in my appartment with my exhusband.
This happened 15 months ago....and since then he has contacted me every 2-3 months.....always saying the same things "I love you, I miss you, I am not happy, I am depressed...etc..." and every time, I took him back into my life thinking that this was the right time, the time he wouldn't leave again, shutting me off in complete silence till the next 2 months or so ! It became a pattern for him...and I enabled him to continue.
Okkk...:doh:...sorry if this is going to be long....but it is somewhat of a closure for me...I have to do this :smile:
The last time he contacted me...I truly believed...or maybe wanted to believe so much....that it would work...since we communicated by phone, text and messenger for almost 1 whole month ! it was great, almost like the man I knew before he left.... we ended up spending the weekend together (not at my appartment) and then the silence came again. It has been 1 month now.......and I am truly coming to believe that seeing me and spending time with me is something he can't deal with. There is a block somewhere.
As much as he says he loves me...I know he can't be with me. Or is it love ? maybe it is reaching out to a woman that will always be there for him ? who knows !
I finally broke the pattern, I finally did what was the hardest thing I ever had to do....I wrote him to not contact me anymore....was a very long email, again, a somewhat a closure for me. Lots of soulsearching on my part. But what I wanted him to understand was that I couldn't be his "once in a while, when he felt like it" woman. I need more then that, I need and want a relationship where I know where I stand.
After he left, I still gave him 15 months....I hoped with my understanding and support that he would come back and stay...but he didn't. I know he is not in therapy anymore, and is off his meds...and till he doesn't go back in therapy, he will not have the tools to heal. I did everything I could but it is up to him to want to heal.
What I want to come across in this thread is that no matter how much we love our sufferer....no matter how much we want them to get better.....it is ultimately up to them.
I know in a relationship there are many ups and downs...but when there are only downs...and when "we" are the only ones making the efforts...then it is time to move on. No matter how frustrated we are, no matter how great it was, no matter how much we say we love them.....no matter how much we say they are wonderful, caring, loving people. If they no longer are that....then we can't stay for the memories...
A relationship is a give and take...a commitment on both parts. A want to be the "best you can be" for the other.
Love is never enough...it takes much more then that....and as a close friend here has told me "he might love you..but he has to back it". It is not enough to say "I love you".
We have to be honest with ourselves and say "what do we love about this person ?" is it the person they were ? If the answer to that is the person they were....then it is time to move on...cause we can't love what was....
Love should nurture and compliment who we are...love should fulfill us.
There comes a time when we have to reevaluate and say "I can't anymore, I gave it my all" for me it came 15 months later......Sure it hurts...but it hurts more being in an unhealthy relationship.
I truly believe that the right time to move on is different for everyone...and no matter what someone will say...ultimately it comes down to what we feel in our hearts to be the right time.
p.s. I have learned so much in reading all your posts...from carers and sufferers alike. I have a huge respect for both. Some have gone through so much and still are funny, caring, loving people with little or noresentment. I truly feel humbled and very small, thank-you for showing me your journeys.
Frankie
He told me about his PTSD a couple of weeks after knowing him and in my ignorance it was "oh ptsd? ok...some stress, and some space, ok...I can handle that". Reminds me of the time my mom was diagnosed with Alzheimer's...my thoughts were "ok, she can't remember stuff" I can handle that.....Rude awakening....if you have never lived through PTSD and Alzheimer's there is nothing that can prepare you for the true extent.
I came here to learn about the disorder and for suggestions and guidance on how better cope and help him along the way. Education 101, for sure :)
In time I fell in love and my quest in helping him cope was a major focus. I was everything he needed me to be and I tried to make life easier for him. This, I did willingly out of love for him.
No huge sacrifice, just minor adjustments to my life to "accomodate" his PTSD. And to be honest, it wasn't too much to ask for...since his PTSD was never an issue with us. He controlled and managed it very well...he went to therapy every week...took his meds and we were very happy.
We talked a lot and we expressed our needs and wants. He knew what I was able to tolerate and tried his best to make it work. He trusted me completely...and told me so much of what he went through, his feelings, emotions..etc...something he had only shared with his therapist.
Everything was great for 2 years, till he got badly triggered by something that happened in my appartment with my exhusband.
This happened 15 months ago....and since then he has contacted me every 2-3 months.....always saying the same things "I love you, I miss you, I am not happy, I am depressed...etc..." and every time, I took him back into my life thinking that this was the right time, the time he wouldn't leave again, shutting me off in complete silence till the next 2 months or so ! It became a pattern for him...and I enabled him to continue.
Okkk...:doh:...sorry if this is going to be long....but it is somewhat of a closure for me...I have to do this :smile:
The last time he contacted me...I truly believed...or maybe wanted to believe so much....that it would work...since we communicated by phone, text and messenger for almost 1 whole month ! it was great, almost like the man I knew before he left.... we ended up spending the weekend together (not at my appartment) and then the silence came again. It has been 1 month now.......and I am truly coming to believe that seeing me and spending time with me is something he can't deal with. There is a block somewhere.
As much as he says he loves me...I know he can't be with me. Or is it love ? maybe it is reaching out to a woman that will always be there for him ? who knows !
I finally broke the pattern, I finally did what was the hardest thing I ever had to do....I wrote him to not contact me anymore....was a very long email, again, a somewhat a closure for me. Lots of soulsearching on my part. But what I wanted him to understand was that I couldn't be his "once in a while, when he felt like it" woman. I need more then that, I need and want a relationship where I know where I stand.
After he left, I still gave him 15 months....I hoped with my understanding and support that he would come back and stay...but he didn't. I know he is not in therapy anymore, and is off his meds...and till he doesn't go back in therapy, he will not have the tools to heal. I did everything I could but it is up to him to want to heal.
What I want to come across in this thread is that no matter how much we love our sufferer....no matter how much we want them to get better.....it is ultimately up to them.
I know in a relationship there are many ups and downs...but when there are only downs...and when "we" are the only ones making the efforts...then it is time to move on. No matter how frustrated we are, no matter how great it was, no matter how much we say we love them.....no matter how much we say they are wonderful, caring, loving people. If they no longer are that....then we can't stay for the memories...
A relationship is a give and take...a commitment on both parts. A want to be the "best you can be" for the other.
Love is never enough...it takes much more then that....and as a close friend here has told me "he might love you..but he has to back it". It is not enough to say "I love you".
We have to be honest with ourselves and say "what do we love about this person ?" is it the person they were ? If the answer to that is the person they were....then it is time to move on...cause we can't love what was....
Love should nurture and compliment who we are...love should fulfill us.
There comes a time when we have to reevaluate and say "I can't anymore, I gave it my all" for me it came 15 months later......Sure it hurts...but it hurts more being in an unhealthy relationship.
I truly believe that the right time to move on is different for everyone...and no matter what someone will say...ultimately it comes down to what we feel in our hearts to be the right time.
p.s. I have learned so much in reading all your posts...from carers and sufferers alike. I have a huge respect for both. Some have gone through so much and still are funny, caring, loving people with little or noresentment. I truly feel humbled and very small, thank-you for showing me your journeys.
Frankie