A few years ago I a boyfriend from high school and I gave it a whirl. Turned out he has PTSD and wow what a nightmare that was. Oh I should mention we are no spring chickens. We are both 66 years old. Anyway, he moved in with me and started a small business where he made Elvis costumes and sold them. That was fine since he got hardly any money from social security. However, if one stitch was out of place or a small string left hanging he would go into a tirade about the seamstress. It would continue to escalate and I would usually end up leaving my own home. So we broke it off, he went back to Vegas. About 6 months or so later he was begging to come back. I'll make a long story short - I let him come back. And he went back to the stupid Elvis costume thing and it was instant replay. During a fit of rage he said he was going back to Vegas yada yada and I said GREAT!! So time went on and he was not packing. I finally said "you told me you were going back in January....It's January...please go". He did.
While he was living with me I kept asking that he go to the VA to get help. He refused.
When he got back to Vegas we were still talking and I told him "you know you can get compensation for your PTSD" - after awhile he did go to the VA and got the ball rolling, getting treatment and also applying for compensation. He ended up getting 70% so he money problems were solved...he no longer had that stress hanging over him. He still continues with the Elvis costumes but has cut way way back since he no longer needs it to supplement his income. Now he says he does it "for something to do". OK
well he is begging once again to come back. Says he loves me and always has since we met in 1965. I don't think he is lying about that. To tell you the truth I kind of miss having him here. If he isn't having a meltdown we are good together. And at our age.....
I just don't know what to do or say to him. Any suggestions?
While he was living with me I kept asking that he go to the VA to get help. He refused.
When he got back to Vegas we were still talking and I told him "you know you can get compensation for your PTSD" - after awhile he did go to the VA and got the ball rolling, getting treatment and also applying for compensation. He ended up getting 70% so he money problems were solved...he no longer had that stress hanging over him. He still continues with the Elvis costumes but has cut way way back since he no longer needs it to supplement his income. Now he says he does it "for something to do". OK
well he is begging once again to come back. Says he loves me and always has since we met in 1965. I don't think he is lying about that. To tell you the truth I kind of miss having him here. If he isn't having a meltdown we are good together. And at our age.....
I just don't know what to do or say to him. Any suggestions?