Navy Spouse
Silver Member
Princess Fiona, I had to fight tears reading your post. It is so very hard and I am new to this. (Almost 2 months) My husband returned from Afganistan and after a month felt he needed to move out. At the time I had no idea what PTSD was besides night mares. I couldn't believe it, we've been married 17 years, together 6 before that and had always been best friends. We have two girls ages 6 and 11. It breaks my heart that he's not home with us after we spent an entire year waiting to be a family again. He said we shouldn't have to be around him when he's feeling the way he is. I get so angry some times because he's missing the kids grow up "by his choice". Other days I hold so much respect for him for caring about us so much that he refuses to expose us to his angry moments. I actually feel really lucky after reading your post and others. (I guess thats why I come here so often) He is living about 20 mins away and he is there when we need him. He does seem more himself since he's moved out, I guess it helps to have time alone. When he was home he was trying to keep it all inside and it became to difficult.
Last night he came for dinner and we attended the girls open house at school. I gave him a hug and kiss when he walked in because I need it and I figure whether he feels he does or not he needs it too. I expected a little peck and a brief unemotional hug and because of that I actually released the hug before he did. I couldn't believe it, I was so happy! It's the little things that make us happy now and we have to hold onto that.
Your son must be heart broken. I guess I really have so much to be thankful for. (Hopefully I can keep saying that) My husband calls to talk to the girls each night. I can tell some times he really doesn't care to talk to me but he always asks to talk to the girls.
You mentioned crying when you lost some messages on his phone. I always thought I was strange, but I'm probably not the only one. Each time he deployed I would keep the shirt I was wearing when he left in a bag unwashed. That way if something happened I would still have his hug. Right now I still have his towel hanging in the bathroom from before he moved out. He asked me one day when he was home if that was his towel and I said, "leave it alone, that's my comfort."
Wish I could give you hugs. It's so hard. Don't feel bad about rambling its good to get it out to others who get it.
Last night he came for dinner and we attended the girls open house at school. I gave him a hug and kiss when he walked in because I need it and I figure whether he feels he does or not he needs it too. I expected a little peck and a brief unemotional hug and because of that I actually released the hug before he did. I couldn't believe it, I was so happy! It's the little things that make us happy now and we have to hold onto that.
Your son must be heart broken. I guess I really have so much to be thankful for. (Hopefully I can keep saying that) My husband calls to talk to the girls each night. I can tell some times he really doesn't care to talk to me but he always asks to talk to the girls.
You mentioned crying when you lost some messages on his phone. I always thought I was strange, but I'm probably not the only one. Each time he deployed I would keep the shirt I was wearing when he left in a bag unwashed. That way if something happened I would still have his hug. Right now I still have his towel hanging in the bathroom from before he moved out. He asked me one day when he was home if that was his towel and I said, "leave it alone, that's my comfort."
Wish I could give you hugs. It's so hard. Don't feel bad about rambling its good to get it out to others who get it.