christy_than
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Sometimes love speaks more than what you could hear and handle. But then again, love is the only reason why people do different kind of sacrifices. Like a healing wound, you poke to it time over time until it never healed. That’s what happened to me.
Our relationship survived after his 6 months afghan’s trip. He came back home safely (physically), but there deep beneath his soul, he brought piece of “virus “that called PTSD
PTSD Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, I never thought that I would have to deal with words that I’ve never heard before. I’ve been researching weeks to find out about what I am dealing with?
Short temper, numb, isolation, cold heart etc.
He is still the same guy that I’ve been in love with for years, but PTSD has turned him into a stranger.
I love him with all I am, but I need his affections to help me breathing and keep going. I miss him, his personality, his smile, his jokes, and his touch. The last time we met, I could feel how he was happy to get to see me. I was happy either. I hug him, I asked him to give me a hug, I need his shoulder to rely on to make me keep fighting for us while he can’t, I want to stay strong when he can’t.
He saw me and those eyes told me ‘he doesn't know how to hug me’ he was like a zombie standing there when I hugged him.
PTSD has changed our relationship. God knows how many sleepless nights I’ve spent begging for His mercy, how many tears? How many pains everyday have I to endure when I think about him. I don’t know what can I do, I am an useless person, I don’t know what should I do to help him, I can only rely my hope in God. I write his name in every pray.
Lord I don’t want anything, give him back to me.
My friends, family, therapist and everyone surround me ask me to move on,they don't know that it’s like when they were asking me to stop breathing. I don’t know how long will I wait for him, I’ll wait for him until he comes back to me, or until my feeling fades away. Dealing with a PTSD is like building a sand castle, it crumbles to bit once harmless wave touch it.
I stand back and look at what it can do to rebuild what is left, and try not to look too much at what I had. It will not be the same as it was again. What I know for sure he is worth all sacrifices pain and wait.
Our relationship survived after his 6 months afghan’s trip. He came back home safely (physically), but there deep beneath his soul, he brought piece of “virus “that called PTSD
PTSD Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, I never thought that I would have to deal with words that I’ve never heard before. I’ve been researching weeks to find out about what I am dealing with?
Short temper, numb, isolation, cold heart etc.
He is still the same guy that I’ve been in love with for years, but PTSD has turned him into a stranger.
I love him with all I am, but I need his affections to help me breathing and keep going. I miss him, his personality, his smile, his jokes, and his touch. The last time we met, I could feel how he was happy to get to see me. I was happy either. I hug him, I asked him to give me a hug, I need his shoulder to rely on to make me keep fighting for us while he can’t, I want to stay strong when he can’t.
He saw me and those eyes told me ‘he doesn't know how to hug me’ he was like a zombie standing there when I hugged him.
PTSD has changed our relationship. God knows how many sleepless nights I’ve spent begging for His mercy, how many tears? How many pains everyday have I to endure when I think about him. I don’t know what can I do, I am an useless person, I don’t know what should I do to help him, I can only rely my hope in God. I write his name in every pray.
Lord I don’t want anything, give him back to me.
My friends, family, therapist and everyone surround me ask me to move on,they don't know that it’s like when they were asking me to stop breathing. I don’t know how long will I wait for him, I’ll wait for him until he comes back to me, or until my feeling fades away. Dealing with a PTSD is like building a sand castle, it crumbles to bit once harmless wave touch it.
I stand back and look at what it can do to rebuild what is left, and try not to look too much at what I had. It will not be the same as it was again. What I know for sure he is worth all sacrifices pain and wait.
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