I'm very bad at asking for help, or even communicating I have any needs. My husband is incredibly bad at talking about anything, let alone "feelings". Generally I accept that he is like that, because I know that he loves me, and will do anything practical to help, uncomplainingly. If I found research to suggest painting the ceilings purple helped PTSD, they would all be painted by the end of the weekend.
I've been in a grim place for a couple of weeks, and have made two attempts to communicate it with him, both incredibly hard for me. It has been noticeable, as I've been pretty inert, unwashed and eating to excess. A few days ago I said " I've got no brain, everything I try is too hard to comprehend" He replied "You've got a better brain than me". I was upset by this, covered my face to avoid tears and said in a small voice "I hate it when I try to tell you something is wrong and you deny it" He said nothing, and didn't speak to me for the rest of the evening - about 3 hours. I eventually broke the silence with an innocuous comment about flowers.
Last night I didn't sleep till 3am, and my mind was running on suicide methods - the best state of the tide to go in to ensure death. I eventually got to sleep by using distraction, but woke my self shouting for help in a nightmare. This morning I looked wrecked, and he asked if I was still sleepy. When I told him, quietly and calmly, what my thoughts and dreams had been he said absolutely nothing, and went on eating his banana.
In the past I've said to him, " I'm about to tell you something, and when I've finished I need you to speak, even if just to say you heard me" That seems to be out of my reach now though.
Do I accept that it all has to stay in my head till I see my therapist, or should I push and make us both uncomfortable? It seems so cruel to hurt him twice , once by telling him how bad I feel and then again by saying he is failing at supporting me, when in fact he is carrying me in every practical way.
I've been in a grim place for a couple of weeks, and have made two attempts to communicate it with him, both incredibly hard for me. It has been noticeable, as I've been pretty inert, unwashed and eating to excess. A few days ago I said " I've got no brain, everything I try is too hard to comprehend" He replied "You've got a better brain than me". I was upset by this, covered my face to avoid tears and said in a small voice "I hate it when I try to tell you something is wrong and you deny it" He said nothing, and didn't speak to me for the rest of the evening - about 3 hours. I eventually broke the silence with an innocuous comment about flowers.
Last night I didn't sleep till 3am, and my mind was running on suicide methods - the best state of the tide to go in to ensure death. I eventually got to sleep by using distraction, but woke my self shouting for help in a nightmare. This morning I looked wrecked, and he asked if I was still sleepy. When I told him, quietly and calmly, what my thoughts and dreams had been he said absolutely nothing, and went on eating his banana.
In the past I've said to him, " I'm about to tell you something, and when I've finished I need you to speak, even if just to say you heard me" That seems to be out of my reach now though.
Do I accept that it all has to stay in my head till I see my therapist, or should I push and make us both uncomfortable? It seems so cruel to hurt him twice , once by telling him how bad I feel and then again by saying he is failing at supporting me, when in fact he is carrying me in every practical way.