Going through another rough patch. I've found these posts help (somewhat). Thanks for listening in advance.
We were on a real good streak towards the end of 2017. It had been at least three months since the last episode, so I was feeling pretty good. Then my wife told me she was thinking about getting pregnant again. That's fine by me, we have two children now, another would be great. She tells me she's going to stop taking her anxiety meds in hopes of a pregnancy.
I've already lived this script before. Once she's off the meds things can spiral out of control quickly. Her cup is already at the cusp and the smallest thing can cause it to overflow and blow up. Yesterday I parked in the driveway and blocked her car so she couldn't get to yoga early in the morning (typically I leave first in the mornings). It was the end of the world. I simply moved the truck to the street. Today I brought the wrong diapers to day care. I don't listen and we should get divorced. Its been this way for over two months.
I've become a bit numb to the divorce threats, because I've probably heard them 30ish times in our four years of marriage and they have never materialized. But they still hurt. I get drained by all the negativity and hurtful words thrown my way. Now our oldest daughter (teenager, my step-daughter) is starting to notice. After my wife went to bed last night, we stayed downstairs, watching Olympics and talked. She has also noticed her mother's persistent anger and rage. It is definitely her go-to emotion when she triggers.
I realize there are anxiety meds you can take during pregnancy (she's not pregnant), but I'm not allowed to bring up PTSD to her, especially when she's triggered. When we first met, she was on meds and going to therapy, now she does neither. And it shows. I've tried bringing up these treatment options in the past, but it just leads to another trigger. As of right now, all I have is books and this website.
A little rambling, but I found posting these helps me gather my thoughts and help me out emotionally. I know my wife loves me, I just wish I could help her. Thanks again for listening.
We were on a real good streak towards the end of 2017. It had been at least three months since the last episode, so I was feeling pretty good. Then my wife told me she was thinking about getting pregnant again. That's fine by me, we have two children now, another would be great. She tells me she's going to stop taking her anxiety meds in hopes of a pregnancy.
I've already lived this script before. Once she's off the meds things can spiral out of control quickly. Her cup is already at the cusp and the smallest thing can cause it to overflow and blow up. Yesterday I parked in the driveway and blocked her car so she couldn't get to yoga early in the morning (typically I leave first in the mornings). It was the end of the world. I simply moved the truck to the street. Today I brought the wrong diapers to day care. I don't listen and we should get divorced. Its been this way for over two months.
I've become a bit numb to the divorce threats, because I've probably heard them 30ish times in our four years of marriage and they have never materialized. But they still hurt. I get drained by all the negativity and hurtful words thrown my way. Now our oldest daughter (teenager, my step-daughter) is starting to notice. After my wife went to bed last night, we stayed downstairs, watching Olympics and talked. She has also noticed her mother's persistent anger and rage. It is definitely her go-to emotion when she triggers.
I realize there are anxiety meds you can take during pregnancy (she's not pregnant), but I'm not allowed to bring up PTSD to her, especially when she's triggered. When we first met, she was on meds and going to therapy, now she does neither. And it shows. I've tried bringing up these treatment options in the past, but it just leads to another trigger. As of right now, all I have is books and this website.
A little rambling, but I found posting these helps me gather my thoughts and help me out emotionally. I know my wife loves me, I just wish I could help her. Thanks again for listening.