I really need to hear about some happy endings here. I hear about how it is hell to live with this disorder. I see how you - as a spouse - have to work damn hard to keep your own footing - when living with a PTSD spouse.
I just need to know that there is light at the end of this tunnel? What is the best i can hope for? Thats what I need: Hope.
I would like to hear from anyone who has been in hell - and now is in the garden of eden? Ha Obviously i'm exaggerating - but you know what I mean. When does this shit become not the biggest part of your life?
Please tell me there is a happy ending. When my husband was hospitalized for a "chemically induced" psychosis - he was writing a suicide letter, describing a scenario where he wanted to take hostages to show the world the err of its ways - this was one year ago - Horrified, I asked his therapist, "Will he come back to me? Will his mind come back to reality?" She said, "We just don't know, Kelli. It's too early to tell" And her words haunt me. He did come back to reality - but he is dead inside and just barely functioning. I felt no reassurance from her - understandably....but does anyone out there have a story to share where you have been "there"?
I just need to know that there is light at the end of this tunnel? What is the best i can hope for? Thats what I need: Hope.
I would like to hear from anyone who has been in hell - and now is in the garden of eden? Ha Obviously i'm exaggerating - but you know what I mean. When does this shit become not the biggest part of your life?
Please tell me there is a happy ending. When my husband was hospitalized for a "chemically induced" psychosis - he was writing a suicide letter, describing a scenario where he wanted to take hostages to show the world the err of its ways - this was one year ago - Horrified, I asked his therapist, "Will he come back to me? Will his mind come back to reality?" She said, "We just don't know, Kelli. It's too early to tell" And her words haunt me. He did come back to reality - but he is dead inside and just barely functioning. I felt no reassurance from her - understandably....but does anyone out there have a story to share where you have been "there"?