Hi all,
I'm a newbie who stumbled across the site typing ever increasingly sad and desperate comments into Google. Indicators that you're not coping #134.
I just wanted to send a sincere thank you for the free and frank discussions about what loving someone with PTSD is like for you. Knowing that what I'm facing is not terribly unusual and that there is a community that supports itself through this is... so wonderful. I instantly feel less alone :')
I'm typically a lurker, but to add our story to all the others: boyfriend endures a decade of severe domestic physical and emotional violence and neglect as a child, boyfriend decides against getting together when we met in our early 20s cause he was "too crazy", 7 years of very close friendship, then when we both ended up simultaneously single we realised how much we care about each other, and... it's our two year anniversary next month. For knowing someone so well for so long, and with both of us working in Mental Health and having the associated professional knowledge, I had no idea how hard being with boyfriend and his PTSD would be. He was assaulted by a drug-fuelled client this time last year and this seems to have triggered him in a profound and enduring way. We're currently trying to plan our future and possibly children, but I realised just this week that his bad days are our normal and that we're going to be living this very difficult experience for a good long while yet. The fights. The dissociation. The rampant self-loathing. The begging me to leave him to protect myself. The nightmares. The panic attacks. The twitching. The flashbacks. The seemingly endless depression that saps all interest and motivation in any activity that isn't screen based and able to take place within our apartment. The self medication. The emotional cold shoulder and its equally horrible cousin, the need for constant reassurance.
He is on medication and seeing a very good psychologist. I have seen a (less good) psychologist. We're in the process of finding a good trauma-informed couples psychologist. I try to look after myself... (thank you for each and every reminder about this in this forum). But it is still so hard. So thank you for sharing your stories and letting me know that I'm not as alone as I feel sitting here with our cat because he can't tolerate my presence today. I appreciate it.
Two things: If there's a blindingly obvious thing that I can do that would help, please do feel free to share. And I'm also wondering how other people living with survivors of domestic violence navigate sharing their domestic spaces - I'm currently feeling that it's like living with a combat veteran in a war zone in regards to triggers, and so am looking for ways to discuss things like vacuuming without it sounding like I'm calling in an air-strike.
Thank you again for your sharing :)
I'm a newbie who stumbled across the site typing ever increasingly sad and desperate comments into Google. Indicators that you're not coping #134.
I just wanted to send a sincere thank you for the free and frank discussions about what loving someone with PTSD is like for you. Knowing that what I'm facing is not terribly unusual and that there is a community that supports itself through this is... so wonderful. I instantly feel less alone :')
I'm typically a lurker, but to add our story to all the others: boyfriend endures a decade of severe domestic physical and emotional violence and neglect as a child, boyfriend decides against getting together when we met in our early 20s cause he was "too crazy", 7 years of very close friendship, then when we both ended up simultaneously single we realised how much we care about each other, and... it's our two year anniversary next month. For knowing someone so well for so long, and with both of us working in Mental Health and having the associated professional knowledge, I had no idea how hard being with boyfriend and his PTSD would be. He was assaulted by a drug-fuelled client this time last year and this seems to have triggered him in a profound and enduring way. We're currently trying to plan our future and possibly children, but I realised just this week that his bad days are our normal and that we're going to be living this very difficult experience for a good long while yet. The fights. The dissociation. The rampant self-loathing. The begging me to leave him to protect myself. The nightmares. The panic attacks. The twitching. The flashbacks. The seemingly endless depression that saps all interest and motivation in any activity that isn't screen based and able to take place within our apartment. The self medication. The emotional cold shoulder and its equally horrible cousin, the need for constant reassurance.
He is on medication and seeing a very good psychologist. I have seen a (less good) psychologist. We're in the process of finding a good trauma-informed couples psychologist. I try to look after myself... (thank you for each and every reminder about this in this forum). But it is still so hard. So thank you for sharing your stories and letting me know that I'm not as alone as I feel sitting here with our cat because he can't tolerate my presence today. I appreciate it.
Two things: If there's a blindingly obvious thing that I can do that would help, please do feel free to share. And I'm also wondering how other people living with survivors of domestic violence navigate sharing their domestic spaces - I'm currently feeling that it's like living with a combat veteran in a war zone in regards to triggers, and so am looking for ways to discuss things like vacuuming without it sounding like I'm calling in an air-strike.
Thank you again for your sharing :)