localmisfit
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Hello everyone.
I apologize that this is a long post.
I am here because I am at a loss at what to do. I currently live with my boyfriend of six years who has been suffering from PTSD ever since he came back from his deployment to Iraq, about five years ago. He has many of the classic PTSD symptoms much like the ones I've read on this site: alcoholism, lack of empathy, avoiding loved ones, unwilling to discuss his problems, avoids stresses/responsibilities, & prone to extreme anger.
Our relationship has it's up and downs, I try my best not to beat myself up when he goes off on me or when he disappears for days. The days when he is in a good mood, he is incredibly caring and affectionate.
The last few months though, have been extremely rough on me. He has made all new friends who, in my opinion, are alcoholics and have a "frat-boy" mentality (I.E. eat, sleep, drink, party). Since then he drinks himself to oblivion almost every night. He has plummeted to an all time low, and I never see him in a good mood anymore. Before he at least made an effort to go to therapy sessions at the VA, take his medication, limit his drinking, have a somewhat regular sleeping pattern, and was more active. Now he has become a shell, has completely shut me out of his life, and when I try to talk to him (about anything really), he will snap at me to shut up. The second I tell him to stop drinking, he goes into a rage.
He is extremely suicidal now. There's been two incidents where he attempted. One night he came home extremely drunk and began blaming me for everything wrong going on his life. Then he opened a window and actually stepped onto the ledge. We live in an apartment on the 4th floor. I was so terrified he was going to slip. I had to beg him for hours until he finally agreed to come back inside.
He was extremely drunk for the other incident too. He was ranting how horrible a person I was, while I stood there silently (which is what I usually do). Then he went to the kitchen, grabbed a kitchen knife and began threaten to slice his throat. He had it pressed up against his throat and I began to see blood. I instinctively lunged towards the knife, in fear that he was actually going to do it. I struggled with him to get the knife out of his, there was so much adrenaline going through me, I didn't realize all the cuts I received.
When I finally got the knife away from him, then seeing myself covered with his and my blood, I had a panic attack. He immediately snapped out of it, apologized profusely, and began crying. He never cries.
He sometimes threatens to kill me when he goes off into his rants. Should I take these threats seriously? He will block the door by moving furniture, and start destroying my personal belongings, never his. He always goes for my "prized" possessions (that's what he calls them), he's destroyed my favorite clothing, my laptop, vinyl records, sentimental objects, etc.
All I want is for him to be happy, but this relationship has definitely taken a toll on me. I have tried to break up with him, but he begs me to stay, saying that I am the person that understands his demons the best (but not 100%) and without me, he has nothing to live for. It breaks my heart, I don't know what I will do if I do break up with him and he does kill himself. He refuses to get treatment. He hates therapist, he has tried group & one-on-one therapy and gone on the camping trips arranged by the VA, they have not helped. He doesn't trust the VA. I think mainly because one of his friends got seduced by his much older therapist (she offered to pay for his car in exchange for sex, can you believe this??) and got her pregnant.
I don't know if I understand anything anymore. I don't know if staying in this relationship, I am helping him or hindering him.
I apologize that this is a long post.
I am here because I am at a loss at what to do. I currently live with my boyfriend of six years who has been suffering from PTSD ever since he came back from his deployment to Iraq, about five years ago. He has many of the classic PTSD symptoms much like the ones I've read on this site: alcoholism, lack of empathy, avoiding loved ones, unwilling to discuss his problems, avoids stresses/responsibilities, & prone to extreme anger.
Our relationship has it's up and downs, I try my best not to beat myself up when he goes off on me or when he disappears for days. The days when he is in a good mood, he is incredibly caring and affectionate.
The last few months though, have been extremely rough on me. He has made all new friends who, in my opinion, are alcoholics and have a "frat-boy" mentality (I.E. eat, sleep, drink, party). Since then he drinks himself to oblivion almost every night. He has plummeted to an all time low, and I never see him in a good mood anymore. Before he at least made an effort to go to therapy sessions at the VA, take his medication, limit his drinking, have a somewhat regular sleeping pattern, and was more active. Now he has become a shell, has completely shut me out of his life, and when I try to talk to him (about anything really), he will snap at me to shut up. The second I tell him to stop drinking, he goes into a rage.
He is extremely suicidal now. There's been two incidents where he attempted. One night he came home extremely drunk and began blaming me for everything wrong going on his life. Then he opened a window and actually stepped onto the ledge. We live in an apartment on the 4th floor. I was so terrified he was going to slip. I had to beg him for hours until he finally agreed to come back inside.
He was extremely drunk for the other incident too. He was ranting how horrible a person I was, while I stood there silently (which is what I usually do). Then he went to the kitchen, grabbed a kitchen knife and began threaten to slice his throat. He had it pressed up against his throat and I began to see blood. I instinctively lunged towards the knife, in fear that he was actually going to do it. I struggled with him to get the knife out of his, there was so much adrenaline going through me, I didn't realize all the cuts I received.
When I finally got the knife away from him, then seeing myself covered with his and my blood, I had a panic attack. He immediately snapped out of it, apologized profusely, and began crying. He never cries.
He sometimes threatens to kill me when he goes off into his rants. Should I take these threats seriously? He will block the door by moving furniture, and start destroying my personal belongings, never his. He always goes for my "prized" possessions (that's what he calls them), he's destroyed my favorite clothing, my laptop, vinyl records, sentimental objects, etc.
All I want is for him to be happy, but this relationship has definitely taken a toll on me. I have tried to break up with him, but he begs me to stay, saying that I am the person that understands his demons the best (but not 100%) and without me, he has nothing to live for. It breaks my heart, I don't know what I will do if I do break up with him and he does kill himself. He refuses to get treatment. He hates therapist, he has tried group & one-on-one therapy and gone on the camping trips arranged by the VA, they have not helped. He doesn't trust the VA. I think mainly because one of his friends got seduced by his much older therapist (she offered to pay for his car in exchange for sex, can you believe this??) and got her pregnant.
I don't know if I understand anything anymore. I don't know if staying in this relationship, I am helping him or hindering him.