LoveHimThroughIt
Bronze Member
Well, I am on this rollercoaster. This is the part of the ride where I feel like vomiting.
Backstory (skip if you know it already): Met my vet online beginning of August - Long Distance. I will be moving to where he lives but currently we are about 800 miles apart. He was (is) amazing and everything I have ever wanted in a man. I fell hard and fast. He spoke and behaved in the same way and we both removed our online dating profiles with an agreement to get to know each other exclusively. I had planned to come visit him this week. At the end of August he said he couldn't wait another month to meet me in person and flew to me. We had a short visit (48 hours) but it was the most wonderful 2 days of my life. I put him on the plane and then WHAM! He went into zero dark thirty / blackout / withdrawn / incommunicado. He said he was dealing with stuff (his words to indicate his PTSD is triggered). He told me not to take it personally. I tried. It sucks.
Current Situation: Friday night I flew in to see him. He picked me up at the airport. He was not himself (which I knew because he's triggered) but he still hugged me and then kissed me hello. He drove me to my hotel (can't stay with him because of his kids - haven't met them yet - too soon). He got all sweet and romantic and we were together. It was nice. He told me he had missed me. I told him I missed him and that he had no idea of all the crazy shit that went through my head. He told me that he wouldn't tell me everything that has been going through his head. I told him I wouldn't ask him to. He had to go home because he had gotten a sitter to watch his girls.
The next day he was supposed to pick me up in the morning to get food (I couldn't get a rental car because my flight got in after the rental car agency closed). He didn't show and his phone was off. I couldn't reach him. I arranged a taxi to the rental car place to get one. The moment the taxi arrived, he texted me that his phone had been off and he had overslept and he was on his way *HEADDESK* I wanted to scream.
I made the executive decision and said to him "no, you have your girls and this is a big inconvenience to you. My taxi is here. I'm going to get a rental car." After that he didn't respond. At one point I texted him back to ask him to acknowledge that he had gotten the messages "he said he had but the girls were being a handful." That was the last I heard from him.
He told me we could see each other during the school week. His ex-wife will have the girls Monday and Tuesday so we can be together then. On the rest of the week we can "see each other every day" (his words) while they're in school.
However, he's zero dark thirty right now. My gut is telling me that he was just telling me what I wanted to hear. He was just being sweet and romantic when he picked me up from the airport because he knew that is what I would want. While I appreciate the effort it must have taken him, I don't like being placated.
How can we have a successful relationship if he doesn't show me the good and the bad sides of him? Are Combat PTSD sufferers so much in the Protector role? I don't want him to do or say what he thinks I want. It sets an inaccurate expectation. I appreciate the gesture, but in the long run it makes him into a liar and he is not one by nature.
Being told one thing and having actions do another is a stressor for me. I need truthful expectations set. So I have arrived and I got 2 hours of his time, resulting in sex and no real contact afterwards. So now I feel like a dirty mistress. I feel like the other woman in my own relationship. I would rather not have sex at all.
Also, he doesn't fight fair! I can't form a coherent thought when he's working his magic on me. He knows it too. I think he did that on purpose. Turned my brain to mush to ensure I wouldn't be able to think of any of the things I wanted to talk to him about. Mission accomplished Marine! Damn it!
Backstory (skip if you know it already): Met my vet online beginning of August - Long Distance. I will be moving to where he lives but currently we are about 800 miles apart. He was (is) amazing and everything I have ever wanted in a man. I fell hard and fast. He spoke and behaved in the same way and we both removed our online dating profiles with an agreement to get to know each other exclusively. I had planned to come visit him this week. At the end of August he said he couldn't wait another month to meet me in person and flew to me. We had a short visit (48 hours) but it was the most wonderful 2 days of my life. I put him on the plane and then WHAM! He went into zero dark thirty / blackout / withdrawn / incommunicado. He said he was dealing with stuff (his words to indicate his PTSD is triggered). He told me not to take it personally. I tried. It sucks.
Current Situation: Friday night I flew in to see him. He picked me up at the airport. He was not himself (which I knew because he's triggered) but he still hugged me and then kissed me hello. He drove me to my hotel (can't stay with him because of his kids - haven't met them yet - too soon). He got all sweet and romantic and we were together. It was nice. He told me he had missed me. I told him I missed him and that he had no idea of all the crazy shit that went through my head. He told me that he wouldn't tell me everything that has been going through his head. I told him I wouldn't ask him to. He had to go home because he had gotten a sitter to watch his girls.
The next day he was supposed to pick me up in the morning to get food (I couldn't get a rental car because my flight got in after the rental car agency closed). He didn't show and his phone was off. I couldn't reach him. I arranged a taxi to the rental car place to get one. The moment the taxi arrived, he texted me that his phone had been off and he had overslept and he was on his way *HEADDESK* I wanted to scream.
I made the executive decision and said to him "no, you have your girls and this is a big inconvenience to you. My taxi is here. I'm going to get a rental car." After that he didn't respond. At one point I texted him back to ask him to acknowledge that he had gotten the messages "he said he had but the girls were being a handful." That was the last I heard from him.
He told me we could see each other during the school week. His ex-wife will have the girls Monday and Tuesday so we can be together then. On the rest of the week we can "see each other every day" (his words) while they're in school.
However, he's zero dark thirty right now. My gut is telling me that he was just telling me what I wanted to hear. He was just being sweet and romantic when he picked me up from the airport because he knew that is what I would want. While I appreciate the effort it must have taken him, I don't like being placated.
How can we have a successful relationship if he doesn't show me the good and the bad sides of him? Are Combat PTSD sufferers so much in the Protector role? I don't want him to do or say what he thinks I want. It sets an inaccurate expectation. I appreciate the gesture, but in the long run it makes him into a liar and he is not one by nature.
Being told one thing and having actions do another is a stressor for me. I need truthful expectations set. So I have arrived and I got 2 hours of his time, resulting in sex and no real contact afterwards. So now I feel like a dirty mistress. I feel like the other woman in my own relationship. I would rather not have sex at all.
Also, he doesn't fight fair! I can't form a coherent thought when he's working his magic on me. He knows it too. I think he did that on purpose. Turned my brain to mush to ensure I wouldn't be able to think of any of the things I wanted to talk to him about. Mission accomplished Marine! Damn it!