:hug: Nic.
You really made me smile, I know how that feels, and it's so good when I can make someone else feel that way, especially someone I know who works so hard to fight not only your own demons but his too.
I'm assuming that his demons and yours play nicely together??:p:sneaky::angelic:
I work in high care dementia, I get the crap kicked out of me, I get sworn at, spat at, abused and hated, but it's the moment when they have a glimpse of clarity and give me a heartfelt hug or a wrinkled, worn hand cupping my cheek in appreciation that I cannot help but think that every bruise and scar was worth it.
And even when I don't, it's the ghost of a smile that I get when a notoriously grouchy /withdrawn and shy client.
One thing I told my partner is that people with PTSD are sometimes like small children who REALLY wanna go play with the stove, and will throw a grown up sized tantrum when you remind them (after they've burnt themselves several times) that they know full well the consequences, and could they PLEASE go find something NEW to burn themselves on?? :eek::p:banghead::blackeye::bawling::angelic: