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In early May I met the first woman I was ever comfortable with, having my own issues. I did not understand ptsd at all, and thought it was sort of like depression. In early July, she told me her story, and since then started isolating more and more. Shes never been to therapy since she was a teen or had meds and doesnt really understand her own condition, but she did say she was diagnosed with ptsd and depression. She'd state it as "I feel weird sometimes and need space". Never really specified what space meant, since I was "different", "special" and the "forced space" of living an hour away would hopefully be enough.
Anyway, long story short I was having panic attacks all the time by mid July, and after telling me she "felt down for no reason" became very unresponsive and would make excuses as to why. Me, being absolutely ignorant, thought more attention was what she needed. Needless to say this backfired and she canceled on our weekend plans due to me making her feel uncomfortable by trying to come earlier (I work nights and get too anxious to sleep before seeing a woman, not a very good driver either). The next week we had plans we had made over a month before, and she told me to come an hour beforehand. My panic and paranoia at the thought of losing her made me arrive an hour early. In that state of mind I had forgot she once said she needed about a half hour to mentally prepare to see a man. She yelled at me for disrespecting her space, said she was happier alone, cried because she felt like she was hurting me and that a "normal" girl wouldn't have a problem with any of this. I asked if it was over, she said she couldn't decide in this state, but that I needed to leave. I told her not to throw away the gifts I brought and she said she wouldn't. Told me she had kept me on silent all week and "don't text me, I'll text you". That night she asked if I made it home alright and said she had fun at the outing and may go home soon. Usually when she drinks she becomes more social and happy, but is twice as down the next day. In my own sad drunken idiocy I sent a novel of a text.
This was late july. Since then I've sent a few texts, said I was worried, hours later she said im fine. A week goes by and I told her I love her and that im here if she needs anything. No reply. A few days after that, in the midst of an anxiety attack I told her that I was sorry for not considering her needs and that I was going to see a psychologist for my panic, that I wanted to continue our relationship. A day later I recieved "im sorry, but I don't know what to say right now".
Its been another week, 3 weeks since the shut out and ive been reading this site and books to educate myself. I realize now that I probably shouldn't contact her at all until she contacts me. So much of what I've read here is relatable to things she has told me its been quite a shock. I want to thank you all for being so helpful. Lately I've been writing letters when I get the urge to tell her about my day or whatever, im not actually mailing them of course but it seems like a decent coping method for me. She never took her house key from me, so I'm holding out hope. After all, if it was over she would say so right? With college students moving into town and her promotion coming soon I figure her stress cup may be overfull for some time.
How do other supporters keep themselves going during these times, and how long could this last? Some think I'm crazy for wanting to stay, but I truely love this woman and want what's best for her. I have intimacy issues from my own history of abuse and she's the first person to ever make me feel safe. The thought that I made her feel unsafe and uncomfortable is tearing at my heart and it was awful to realize that. I've acheived a sort of zen about the situation. This site seems to mostly concern combat Veterans so I wondered if there was any specific advice I could have? I know deep down its hard for her to trust me, hard to believe I myself won't turn abusive. Her latest round of abuse is still very fresh in her mind, she had wanted to stay alone for a time until she fell in love with me, a man that was more afraid of her than she was of me.
I think my biggest mistake was downplaying my own anxiety/depression issues, I didn't want to lose her or worry her. She once told me that previous relationships couldn't even get started because her need for space "never got better". When she yelled at me I saw a side of her that she wasn't ready for me to see yet, and I feel like she may be embarrassed and doesn't know what to do. I think she noticed how scared and upset I was. I know she loves me and once said I was the best boyfriend she ever had.
Anyway, long story short I was having panic attacks all the time by mid July, and after telling me she "felt down for no reason" became very unresponsive and would make excuses as to why. Me, being absolutely ignorant, thought more attention was what she needed. Needless to say this backfired and she canceled on our weekend plans due to me making her feel uncomfortable by trying to come earlier (I work nights and get too anxious to sleep before seeing a woman, not a very good driver either). The next week we had plans we had made over a month before, and she told me to come an hour beforehand. My panic and paranoia at the thought of losing her made me arrive an hour early. In that state of mind I had forgot she once said she needed about a half hour to mentally prepare to see a man. She yelled at me for disrespecting her space, said she was happier alone, cried because she felt like she was hurting me and that a "normal" girl wouldn't have a problem with any of this. I asked if it was over, she said she couldn't decide in this state, but that I needed to leave. I told her not to throw away the gifts I brought and she said she wouldn't. Told me she had kept me on silent all week and "don't text me, I'll text you". That night she asked if I made it home alright and said she had fun at the outing and may go home soon. Usually when she drinks she becomes more social and happy, but is twice as down the next day. In my own sad drunken idiocy I sent a novel of a text.
This was late july. Since then I've sent a few texts, said I was worried, hours later she said im fine. A week goes by and I told her I love her and that im here if she needs anything. No reply. A few days after that, in the midst of an anxiety attack I told her that I was sorry for not considering her needs and that I was going to see a psychologist for my panic, that I wanted to continue our relationship. A day later I recieved "im sorry, but I don't know what to say right now".
Its been another week, 3 weeks since the shut out and ive been reading this site and books to educate myself. I realize now that I probably shouldn't contact her at all until she contacts me. So much of what I've read here is relatable to things she has told me its been quite a shock. I want to thank you all for being so helpful. Lately I've been writing letters when I get the urge to tell her about my day or whatever, im not actually mailing them of course but it seems like a decent coping method for me. She never took her house key from me, so I'm holding out hope. After all, if it was over she would say so right? With college students moving into town and her promotion coming soon I figure her stress cup may be overfull for some time.
How do other supporters keep themselves going during these times, and how long could this last? Some think I'm crazy for wanting to stay, but I truely love this woman and want what's best for her. I have intimacy issues from my own history of abuse and she's the first person to ever make me feel safe. The thought that I made her feel unsafe and uncomfortable is tearing at my heart and it was awful to realize that. I've acheived a sort of zen about the situation. This site seems to mostly concern combat Veterans so I wondered if there was any specific advice I could have? I know deep down its hard for her to trust me, hard to believe I myself won't turn abusive. Her latest round of abuse is still very fresh in her mind, she had wanted to stay alone for a time until she fell in love with me, a man that was more afraid of her than she was of me.
I think my biggest mistake was downplaying my own anxiety/depression issues, I didn't want to lose her or worry her. She once told me that previous relationships couldn't even get started because her need for space "never got better". When she yelled at me I saw a side of her that she wasn't ready for me to see yet, and I feel like she may be embarrassed and doesn't know what to do. I think she noticed how scared and upset I was. I know she loves me and once said I was the best boyfriend she ever had.