Everhopeful
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Every time I feel the need to write and vent here, I feel quite pathetic. I started out with such a bang, ever-optimistic, ever-hopeful when I first met my Sufferer. And all of my good intentions are being eroded away week by week, month by month as I witness my Sufferer husband having to face his horrific past, but then end up in a ball of pain and confusion. And nothing that I or anyone else does for him seems to make much of a difference to his deep despairing, suffering existence.
I married this man, he had nothing. No friends, no supportive family, no home, no income, no self-esteem - Nothing.
I rushed in where angels fear to tread. I think I have single-handedly been trying to heal him. What an ignorant and arrogant fool I have been. I mean well, but I impose whatever has worked for me in the past, on others.
When this man I have fallen in love with crashes before my very eyes, spends days in a dark room, contemplates suicide, medicates himself with tranquilizers and sleeping pills, goes off on a mission to walk around the countryside giving impromptu "motivational talks" to folks - then all I want to do is help. Organise therapy for him, make sure he has what he needs. Understand him and what he is going through. Research until I can research no more about whatever psychological ailments he may have.
The most recent revelation he made was that he was forced into an incestuous relationship with his mother from age 13 to 20. Prior to that, he had been sexually molested by a pedophile uncle (brother of his mom). Apparently, his mom had sold him for sex with this man. Then, when my Sufferer started developing physically into a good looking young man, she became the sexual predator and it turned into such a distorted relationship.
It was the only way he could receive love from his mother and he ended up craving the new turn in their mother-son relationship. Prior to that, he had only been rejected and taunted by her.
After this most recent revelation, my Sufferer has just plummetted again. Mentally and physically he is down in the depths of self-hatred and despair.
He does not have work and most days, he just sits around at the house, trying to keep busy.
I did not want to fail him after the most recent traumatic and painful revelation, so I asked him if he wanted to speak to a therapist again and he seemed to be in agreement. The therapist is what is called a "pastoral therapist" who also touches on existential issues and soul / spirit ailments. I thought in my (lack of) wisdom, that a person like this would fully understand the painful depths of incest trauma and be able to help contain my Sufferer in his dire state.
This latest therapy has turned into something it was never intended to be: couples counselling. Last week, I found myself having to talk about our marital relationship and I felt that the whole point of the therapy was being missed. I found myself saying things in frustration, like how "hard" it is to live with my Sufferer.
That type of stuff, I would rather disclose privately and not let my Sufferer hear how damn hard this is all for me.
Tonight we have another appointment booked, but my Sufferer has become ill with flu for the 5th time in 6 months, and has been lying in bed medicating himself with an entire box of painkillers overnight. Just retreating again into his dark space, not communicating much with me.
So now once again, all my best intentions have gone out the window, and I am trying to establish whether I should contact the therapist and try to cancel tonight's appointment. I am not getting any feedback at all from my Sufferer husband. And I'll be damned if I end up going to therapy alone, and then get accused of "siding with the therapist".
But if I do cancel tonight, and it ends up that my Sufferer suddenly decides that he wants to go, then I will be accused of taking all the decisions into my own hands again.
Damnit, I have to give the therapist adequate notice if we need to cancel tonight - what part of that does my Sufferer not understand?! Once again, I am doing all the work on my own and worrying about everything and taking responsibility for everything.
And yet, I know that my Sufferer is just a shell of a person at this stage. Unable to function, unable to look after himself appropriately, unable to sleep without meds. Unable to engage with this cruel world which he keeps on saying he does not want to be part of any more.
I feel so sad and sorry for him. His life seems like utter purgatory. Whether someone caring like me is in the picture or not - does it even make a difference at all to his distress?!
Thanks for letting me vent.
I married this man, he had nothing. No friends, no supportive family, no home, no income, no self-esteem - Nothing.
I rushed in where angels fear to tread. I think I have single-handedly been trying to heal him. What an ignorant and arrogant fool I have been. I mean well, but I impose whatever has worked for me in the past, on others.
When this man I have fallen in love with crashes before my very eyes, spends days in a dark room, contemplates suicide, medicates himself with tranquilizers and sleeping pills, goes off on a mission to walk around the countryside giving impromptu "motivational talks" to folks - then all I want to do is help. Organise therapy for him, make sure he has what he needs. Understand him and what he is going through. Research until I can research no more about whatever psychological ailments he may have.
The most recent revelation he made was that he was forced into an incestuous relationship with his mother from age 13 to 20. Prior to that, he had been sexually molested by a pedophile uncle (brother of his mom). Apparently, his mom had sold him for sex with this man. Then, when my Sufferer started developing physically into a good looking young man, she became the sexual predator and it turned into such a distorted relationship.
It was the only way he could receive love from his mother and he ended up craving the new turn in their mother-son relationship. Prior to that, he had only been rejected and taunted by her.
After this most recent revelation, my Sufferer has just plummetted again. Mentally and physically he is down in the depths of self-hatred and despair.
He does not have work and most days, he just sits around at the house, trying to keep busy.
I did not want to fail him after the most recent traumatic and painful revelation, so I asked him if he wanted to speak to a therapist again and he seemed to be in agreement. The therapist is what is called a "pastoral therapist" who also touches on existential issues and soul / spirit ailments. I thought in my (lack of) wisdom, that a person like this would fully understand the painful depths of incest trauma and be able to help contain my Sufferer in his dire state.
This latest therapy has turned into something it was never intended to be: couples counselling. Last week, I found myself having to talk about our marital relationship and I felt that the whole point of the therapy was being missed. I found myself saying things in frustration, like how "hard" it is to live with my Sufferer.
That type of stuff, I would rather disclose privately and not let my Sufferer hear how damn hard this is all for me.
Tonight we have another appointment booked, but my Sufferer has become ill with flu for the 5th time in 6 months, and has been lying in bed medicating himself with an entire box of painkillers overnight. Just retreating again into his dark space, not communicating much with me.
So now once again, all my best intentions have gone out the window, and I am trying to establish whether I should contact the therapist and try to cancel tonight's appointment. I am not getting any feedback at all from my Sufferer husband. And I'll be damned if I end up going to therapy alone, and then get accused of "siding with the therapist".
But if I do cancel tonight, and it ends up that my Sufferer suddenly decides that he wants to go, then I will be accused of taking all the decisions into my own hands again.
Damnit, I have to give the therapist adequate notice if we need to cancel tonight - what part of that does my Sufferer not understand?! Once again, I am doing all the work on my own and worrying about everything and taking responsibility for everything.
And yet, I know that my Sufferer is just a shell of a person at this stage. Unable to function, unable to look after himself appropriately, unable to sleep without meds. Unable to engage with this cruel world which he keeps on saying he does not want to be part of any more.
I feel so sad and sorry for him. His life seems like utter purgatory. Whether someone caring like me is in the picture or not - does it even make a difference at all to his distress?!
Thanks for letting me vent.