Hi all,
This is my first time to post on to this forum or any forum for that matter; I am also relatively new to supporting someone that suffers from PTSD. I'm hoping to find support for myself and hopefully some clarity on my situation.
I've been dating my boyfriend for 7 months and it has been the best and healthiest relationship I've ever been in- for the most part anyways. We get along great and love to be in each others company and have/had aspirations for the future together. I'm so incredibly head over heels in love with this man which is why I'm still with him after everything that he's put me through. With that being said, he is a Marine and got out about two years ago after serving one or two tour(s) (I can't remember right now how many it was) in Afghanistan. It occurred to me early on that PTSD would be a factor in our relationship, but that wasn't enough to make me run.
Four months into our relationship was the first time he "disappeared" or isolated himself from me. This was absolutely the worst two weeks of my life, I didn't know what had happened, if he was mad at me, or if he was even alive. I cried for two weeks straight and resorted to drastic measures to try and get him to talk to me, like showing up at his house or calling his work. He finally talked to me again after I waited outside of his house for him to get home from work- we went inside and talked, but at this time I had no idea that PTSD was likely a factor in why he ran. This same situation happened two more times, both for a week's time, and again they were terrible and very difficult to deal with.
He is currently isolating himself from me for the fourth time and it has been a little over a week. What make's this time a bit different is that I've found this forum and reading the posts and responses has comforted me quite a bit and put some of my anxiety at ease, but I still miss my boyfriend and I want him back. This time is also a bit different because night before he ran we were at a BBQ and he struck up a conversation with another Marine and shared war stories all night and long after I turned in. When he came back to the house he was obviously drunk and falling over looking for his keys so that he could go home (which was strange since he always stays the night with me and was planning on doing so that night). Thankfully I had hidden his keys knowing that he would be too drunk to do anything involving a vehicle. That night he he avoided any and every question I had and it took everything for me to stop him from walking home since he couldn't drive and he slept on the couch even after I asked him to come to bed. In the morning it was the same story, he avoided my questions and just kept saying "we'll talk about this later" or "there's nothing to talk about," but that's not the type of person I am and those responses make my anxiety go through the roof. I did not know if he was mad at me or what I had done to him. He has never treated like he did that night and morning... he was mean, disrespectful and began to raise his voice at me. These are all things that are completely uncharacteristic of him and it was the first time that he has even remotely raised his voice at me or done anything to truly hurt my feelings. I gave him an ultimatum before he left that morning that if we did not talk by that same night, I was breaking up with him. Fast forward to that night, I packed up all of his stuff from my house and threw it in my trunk and drove to his house to throw his shit on his doorstep. However, I couldn't go through with it... I love him too much to let him go and I'm not ready to give up on us.
Anywho, fast forward through a week of hell and uncertainty, not knowing if we were together still or broken up, or if he still loved me, or if he was mad at me or the other 10 billion possibilities of why he was ignoring me. I found this forum and started reading about PTSD and people isolating them selves from their partners and I read posts that sounded exactly like my situation and I was comforted to know that I was not alone and that he probably wasn't doing any of this to me on purpose; he always says "this has nothing to do with you" or "it's not your fault" and now it makes sense.
Is anyone going through this situation or has been through it in the past? I would love to hear your stories if you're willing to share.
Also, I would like to know what the best way to communicate is while they are isolating themselves?
I would love to be able to have a bit of insight into what my boyfriend is going through and why he can't bear to speak to or see me right now. I know I will never fully understand or know what he is going through, but I want to begin to understand.
This is my first time to post on to this forum or any forum for that matter; I am also relatively new to supporting someone that suffers from PTSD. I'm hoping to find support for myself and hopefully some clarity on my situation.
I've been dating my boyfriend for 7 months and it has been the best and healthiest relationship I've ever been in- for the most part anyways. We get along great and love to be in each others company and have/had aspirations for the future together. I'm so incredibly head over heels in love with this man which is why I'm still with him after everything that he's put me through. With that being said, he is a Marine and got out about two years ago after serving one or two tour(s) (I can't remember right now how many it was) in Afghanistan. It occurred to me early on that PTSD would be a factor in our relationship, but that wasn't enough to make me run.
Four months into our relationship was the first time he "disappeared" or isolated himself from me. This was absolutely the worst two weeks of my life, I didn't know what had happened, if he was mad at me, or if he was even alive. I cried for two weeks straight and resorted to drastic measures to try and get him to talk to me, like showing up at his house or calling his work. He finally talked to me again after I waited outside of his house for him to get home from work- we went inside and talked, but at this time I had no idea that PTSD was likely a factor in why he ran. This same situation happened two more times, both for a week's time, and again they were terrible and very difficult to deal with.
He is currently isolating himself from me for the fourth time and it has been a little over a week. What make's this time a bit different is that I've found this forum and reading the posts and responses has comforted me quite a bit and put some of my anxiety at ease, but I still miss my boyfriend and I want him back. This time is also a bit different because night before he ran we were at a BBQ and he struck up a conversation with another Marine and shared war stories all night and long after I turned in. When he came back to the house he was obviously drunk and falling over looking for his keys so that he could go home (which was strange since he always stays the night with me and was planning on doing so that night). Thankfully I had hidden his keys knowing that he would be too drunk to do anything involving a vehicle. That night he he avoided any and every question I had and it took everything for me to stop him from walking home since he couldn't drive and he slept on the couch even after I asked him to come to bed. In the morning it was the same story, he avoided my questions and just kept saying "we'll talk about this later" or "there's nothing to talk about," but that's not the type of person I am and those responses make my anxiety go through the roof. I did not know if he was mad at me or what I had done to him. He has never treated like he did that night and morning... he was mean, disrespectful and began to raise his voice at me. These are all things that are completely uncharacteristic of him and it was the first time that he has even remotely raised his voice at me or done anything to truly hurt my feelings. I gave him an ultimatum before he left that morning that if we did not talk by that same night, I was breaking up with him. Fast forward to that night, I packed up all of his stuff from my house and threw it in my trunk and drove to his house to throw his shit on his doorstep. However, I couldn't go through with it... I love him too much to let him go and I'm not ready to give up on us.
Anywho, fast forward through a week of hell and uncertainty, not knowing if we were together still or broken up, or if he still loved me, or if he was mad at me or the other 10 billion possibilities of why he was ignoring me. I found this forum and started reading about PTSD and people isolating them selves from their partners and I read posts that sounded exactly like my situation and I was comforted to know that I was not alone and that he probably wasn't doing any of this to me on purpose; he always says "this has nothing to do with you" or "it's not your fault" and now it makes sense.
Is anyone going through this situation or has been through it in the past? I would love to hear your stories if you're willing to share.
Also, I would like to know what the best way to communicate is while they are isolating themselves?
I would love to be able to have a bit of insight into what my boyfriend is going through and why he can't bear to speak to or see me right now. I know I will never fully understand or know what he is going through, but I want to begin to understand.