leightymae
New Here
I hope I am posting this in the right place. I have just recently been diagnosed, but I have been suffering for a while now. Probably longer than I really want to admit to myself, even.
Thankfully, I have a very understanding and supportive husband. He's truly my rock and I know that being with me hasn't been the easiest thing for him, but he has never once insinuated that he wants out. He's willing to see me through this til the end.
My major concerns come in with our children. We have a 7y/o boy and an 18-month-old girl. I am so worried (consumed, really) that my mental state is harming them in some way. That seeing me cry, break-down, get angry or have a panic attack will cause them mental harm. It eats at me.
I am fortunate that my in-laws live down the street, and if I start having a bad panic attack, they will come get the children. But there are times where the kids have to be here and I can no more stop a panic attack than I can stop the world from turning.
Does anyone here have any advice on this?
Have any of you had PTSD parents and can share what your childhood was like?
Should I leave them to their father and go get help away from home?
I feel so lost in this and I'm so, so scared that I'm screwing my kids up. They deserve to grow up with a healthy mom, and I hate myself that I can't be that for them. What would (or have) you do(ne)?
Thankfully, I have a very understanding and supportive husband. He's truly my rock and I know that being with me hasn't been the easiest thing for him, but he has never once insinuated that he wants out. He's willing to see me through this til the end.
My major concerns come in with our children. We have a 7y/o boy and an 18-month-old girl. I am so worried (consumed, really) that my mental state is harming them in some way. That seeing me cry, break-down, get angry or have a panic attack will cause them mental harm. It eats at me.
I am fortunate that my in-laws live down the street, and if I start having a bad panic attack, they will come get the children. But there are times where the kids have to be here and I can no more stop a panic attack than I can stop the world from turning.
Does anyone here have any advice on this?
Have any of you had PTSD parents and can share what your childhood was like?
Should I leave them to their father and go get help away from home?
I feel so lost in this and I'm so, so scared that I'm screwing my kids up. They deserve to grow up with a healthy mom, and I hate myself that I can't be that for them. What would (or have) you do(ne)?