lostinlife
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I have had PTSD for many years. I didn't realize it till a psychologist diagnosed me. Came home, got on the internet, and was like, "WOW!!! That's me!!" My husband didn't understand many of my problems and I had to explain that they were most likely related to the PTSD.
He used to love to sneak up on me and scare the hell out of me. My response was always over exaggerated. Not that I did it on purpose, but it was a trigger for me. I asked him at least 100 times to stop doing it and how it made me feel. He continued on.
Anyhow, for the past 8 months we've had a miserable marriage. I've taken to sleeping in the guest room. I have problems sleeping and have terrible night terrors. This wakes him up and he can't go back to sleep easily....so he says, but he's snoring within minutes. He tells me that since he's a pilot, his sleep is so important and that I'm hurting him physically because he isn't getting enough sleep.
One morning a few months ago he came upstairs into my room and laid down in the bed with me. I can't remember exactly what he was complaining about that morning, but I became very aggravated with him. Initially I calmly asked him to leave my room and go to work. I begged him to leave bc he was really upsetting me. He started to blame all our marriage problems on me that morning and just wouldn't shut up and leave me along. I got so upset I threw my laptop computer at him. He still wouldn't leave.
I went downstairs trying to get away from him. He has a habit of following me and continues to "talk" to me telling me what a problem I am to him. We were in the entryway downstairs and he hit me with his palm right above my right eye. I grabbed a softball bat sitting close by. I told him if he came any closer I would swing. He approached me and I swung. I hit his ribs, but not hard enough to break anything. I was freaking out and screamed at him to leave and go to work. I locked myself in the bathroom and took my shotgun out of the closet.
My eye was throbbing and I just wanted him to leave so I could feel safe. I sat there for 5 minutes listening. I heard the front door open and close. I sat there for a few more minutes. When I opened the door, he was standing there. I had the shoot gun in my hands. He mocked me and told me that he doubted that it was even loaded and that if it was I wouldn't know how to shoot it. I immediately fired one round into the ceiling. I then told him to please leave before it got any more out of control. I told him if he took one more step towards me I'd shoot him. He picked up one foot to take a step and I fired another round into the ceiling.
He finally got the point and left the house. I got in the car and went to the police station. He was already there filing a police report against me. A detective took me into an interview room and I told him that I'd only hit him and fired the gun because he had hit me. By this time I had a pretty good sized knot above my eye. The detective immediately got in touch with the Family Advocate at my husband's Air Force Base. Family Advocate got in touch with his Commander who then put a "no contact" order on my husband.
A few days later I was moving out of the house and he showed up with a police officer. I told the officer that my husband wasn't supposed to be around me and that his commander had given me a 3 week no contact order to give me enough time to move out.
I've had a few meetings at Family Advocacy with my husband since this occurrence and he denies hitting me. This was the trigger for me. I wouldn't have grabbed the gun if he hadn't hit me. He is so convincing I'm starting to wonder myself if there is something wrong with my brain and he truly didn't hit me. It doesn't account for the large bump and bruising over my eye, but is it possible? Would my sensitivity to situations where I feel like I'm in danger make me believe something happened that never did?
The district attorney may be prosecuting him and he swears he never touched me, that I'm just crazy. I don't know what to believe anymore. I don't know if I can trust myself in this situation that my account is accurate. I'm not lying to try getting him into trouble like he says I am. I don't wish him badly, I just felt threatened.
He has always told me I'm crazy because I freak when he forgets to set the alarm or when he leaves the house early in the morning and forgets to lock the door. I'm in bed asleep and would have no idea if someone entered the house. It scares me and he doesn't get it. Now he calls me a liar.