Sometimes my guy lashes out at me and insults me and talks down to me for things that are out of my control and when I try to defend myself, he tells me to stop whining and to "grow the f*ck up". I won't even mention some of the even more "colorful things" he has said, I don't want anyone to pass judgement on him. This is the man that I am engaged to marry. I know that only I can control my feelings, and that no one can make me feel a certain way, but OUCH! :( I have worked in human services before and have taken classes on domestic abuse and all that, and I know that what he does to me - the yelling, the swearing, insulting, withholding affection (for the sole purpose of hurting me) all of this falls into domestic abuse. If he didn't have PTSD, I would not be able to look past these behaviors, but because I know him and I have researched and studied PTSD, I know that if I am truly not doing something wrong I need to grow a thicker skin and learn to let the words and actions roll off my back and try to have faith that he will eventually "come back to my side of the wall" and things will get better. The problem is that it really really hurts me still, that I know he loves me, but still says these hurtful things to me. :( When things do get better, part of me is still stinging and I find it very hard to forgive him sometimes and not mention it or try to get little digs in now and then. :(
One example: ok, I only have like 70% hearing in my left ear and like 90% hearing in my right ear (untreated ear infections as a child, apparently I was pretty tough or something! my mom didn't even know I had them until my eardrums broke) but to compensate for the hearing deficit I only use the phone on my right ear, with the volume turned all the way up all the time. Sometimes my fiancee mumbles (we all do sometimes, right?) and when I ask him to repeat himself, he blows up at me and starts yelling sarcastically into the phone like I'm totally deaf, then when he hears the tears in my voice, he just hangs up on me. Later he comes back at me and tells me that I don't listen to him, that I don't pay attention to him. I have talked to him about this once and he clearly understands that its physical problem that is out of my control and that it really hurts me to be berated. But he still does it...that to me isn't PTSD, its simply him disrespecting me and mistreating me. However:
Once he "slipped" and let me know one reason he gets so irrate and furious...in the middle of the ranting, he called me "private" and later said something about "in the time it takes me to repeat myself, we could both be dead" :( I cried more over that comment then I ever have over the way he treats me. I am so angry that the reward for defending the rights of others in Iraq, my love is cursed with this flippin' disorder from hell. :(
I just want to shake him and slap him back into civilian life and tell him there are no enemies here, no one trying to kill us...but I can't and I hate that :(
I guess I just had to get that off my chest...thank you for reading :)
One example: ok, I only have like 70% hearing in my left ear and like 90% hearing in my right ear (untreated ear infections as a child, apparently I was pretty tough or something! my mom didn't even know I had them until my eardrums broke) but to compensate for the hearing deficit I only use the phone on my right ear, with the volume turned all the way up all the time. Sometimes my fiancee mumbles (we all do sometimes, right?) and when I ask him to repeat himself, he blows up at me and starts yelling sarcastically into the phone like I'm totally deaf, then when he hears the tears in my voice, he just hangs up on me. Later he comes back at me and tells me that I don't listen to him, that I don't pay attention to him. I have talked to him about this once and he clearly understands that its physical problem that is out of my control and that it really hurts me to be berated. But he still does it...that to me isn't PTSD, its simply him disrespecting me and mistreating me. However:
Once he "slipped" and let me know one reason he gets so irrate and furious...in the middle of the ranting, he called me "private" and later said something about "in the time it takes me to repeat myself, we could both be dead" :( I cried more over that comment then I ever have over the way he treats me. I am so angry that the reward for defending the rights of others in Iraq, my love is cursed with this flippin' disorder from hell. :(
I just want to shake him and slap him back into civilian life and tell him there are no enemies here, no one trying to kill us...but I can't and I hate that :(
I guess I just had to get that off my chest...thank you for reading :)