I have had ptsd for 7 years now. I got it through work. My immediate family do not get it, and my siblings and I are estranged for many years.
I have my daughter partner and child living with me at the moment, I can't seem to do anything that meets their expectations and spend most of my time living in my room. They don't understand the need to isolate and take it very personally. I have done my best educate them about ptsd, and predict for them what my happen under certain circumstances, but to no avail. My daughter (a psychologist) believes I feign my symptoms. Her partner recently SHOUTED at me that I was 'irresponsible and unreliable' I can't seem to make them understand that screaming at me is counter productive, and has negative effects on me.
The latest news is that they are moving out (because of me) which I don't have an issue with except I am terrified at the amount of work that needs to be done before they go. I have only a disability pension to survive on and I know it will all cost money.
Sleep is elusive, and I feel heavy and tired most of the time, and a return of the Major Depressive illness I also suffer from.
I am seriously contemplating suicide because all of it seems just too much,and I am the 'guilty' party, although parts of think I didn't cause ptsd so why should I feel guilty?
My children have less than helpful during this nightmare.
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I have my daughter partner and child living with me at the moment, I can't seem to do anything that meets their expectations and spend most of my time living in my room. They don't understand the need to isolate and take it very personally. I have done my best educate them about ptsd, and predict for them what my happen under certain circumstances, but to no avail. My daughter (a psychologist) believes I feign my symptoms. Her partner recently SHOUTED at me that I was 'irresponsible and unreliable' I can't seem to make them understand that screaming at me is counter productive, and has negative effects on me.
The latest news is that they are moving out (because of me) which I don't have an issue with except I am terrified at the amount of work that needs to be done before they go. I have only a disability pension to survive on and I know it will all cost money.
Sleep is elusive, and I feel heavy and tired most of the time, and a return of the Major Depressive illness I also suffer from.
I am seriously contemplating suicide because all of it seems just too much,and I am the 'guilty' party, although parts of think I didn't cause ptsd so why should I feel guilty?
My children have less than helpful during this nightmare.
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