GrapplingGrief
Bronze Member
I think this might be my last post on here. I've spent so much time thinking about PTSD and I'm losing it. I finally cracked after a good month or more of not checking my ex's Instagram (we still see each other a couple of times a week at the gym and talk as I drop her off), and so much has changed. She's got a new tattoo, new friends, old friends I've never heard of, etc. It feels like being with me held her down and that makes me feel bad about myself, or that I was kept away from so much about her. Like we lived together, and I sometimes don't know if I even knew her. She made a posting about depression and among the things she wrote this stood out: "How do you tell someone you love them but can't be with them? How will they understand that you sometimes just want to disappear completely?" I miss her and it breaks my heart. After talking to a counsellor I was better for a while. I guess I haven't done enough do diligence reviewing my notes, practicing meditation, breathing, and yoga, all that therapeutic stuff. I used to not have to do these things to function. I find myself really depressed. I start crying if I let my thoughts snowball, and I can't control my thoughts very well. I so want my life back. My life with her and the dogs. But it doesn't look like that's ever going to happen. And I guess I have to accept that somehow. I'm not a quitter. I never quit. I told myself I would never quit on her, especially after I found out all the horrible shit that's happened to her. But this stubbornness to never give up doesn't work when the other person has. I'm getting worse each day. I don't know how to do this. And I don't have the money to spend on copious amounts of therapy. I don't know how to give up other than on myself. And that sucks. So maybe it isn't healthy that I'm on here anymore. I'd like to thank you all for educating me on this terrible condition and sharing your stories to help me understand and grow a greater appreciation of how complex and fragile the human mind can be. My mind though is at its breaking point. I can't take anymore.