I apologize if it sounds more like I'm asking for relationship advice :unsure:
I met my Navy veteran in August of 2011. He was discharged January of that year.
We started dating in August, and things were going very well. I seriously thought it was possible that he was the one. We got along with each other's families very well, we meshed with each other's friends, and things were just fun and easy. Like any other couple, we had our ups and downs, but for the most part we powered through them.
February of this year, he decided that he wanted to break up. That he had lost attraction to me, that "some people just don't work," and that he was still tired from his last relationship in which the girl stole thousands of dollars from him, cheated on him and gave him an STD (how long ago this relationship ended, I'm not sure). The break up came as a shock to everyone; family, friends, even me. That was seriously the last thing I was expecting to happen. I tried steering it from a break up conversation to a "let's fix this" conversation, but he kept nit-picking at things he didn't like about me that could have been easily over-looked (my picky eating habits, and my rare moments of shyness). Things that barely even came into play in our relationship, but he had his mind set, saying that we could still be great friends.
So we tried being friends, and it wasn't until a couple days after the break up that he told me he had PTSD. In all honesty, I wasn't too surprised, but at the same time I felt helpless. Nobody in his family knows about it, his closest friends don't even know about it, and he's not getting help. I'm the only one who knows. I guess he's gotten really good at controlling it or suppressing it. But I've read that it doesn't go away or simply get better over time.
Probably a month and a half after the break up we were hanging out. We were drinking and his brother and his brother's fiancee were with us. We all started dancing, and he started dancing with me and kissed me. I immediately asked him what was up, and he said he was attracted to me again. After we both sobered up, we talked about it. He gave me a bunch of reasons why he wanted me back, told me that he still loved me, that he regretted breaking up with me, and I decided we could probably get back together over time.
My family still had ill feelings towards him for breaking up with me so suddenly, and I let him know so he knew what exactly he was dealing with. After telling him that, he seemed to instantly lose faith in us. In his words "I feel like my bubble was popped." I told him things would be just fine, and to be patient and give it time, but he wasn't hearing me. He went back into break-up mode, and yet again nit-picked at more little things about me that I also didn't view as big deals (my tattoos and my dissatisfaction with my job.)
I decided to give him space, and a couple days later I casually texted him, wishing him a happy Easter. No response. The next day, I texted him saying I was craving a type of cereal he has at his house, his response was "I don't think we should talk anymore. I'm still against me for you."
I told him I'm still here as a friend, and that I'm not giving up yet, but I haven't heard from him in three days. Neither of us has done anything to one another that would cause any bitter feelings, so why is he doing this? I've done nothing but proven myself to be a source of support/loyal friend, so why does he insist on cutting me out?
I've been reading so many posts on this forum and find so many of them relatable in terms of a sufferer distancing themselves from loved ones.
As I said before, he rarely addresses his PTSD, and I feel like it's playing a big part in his decisions. I'm the only person who knows about his PTSD, therefore I'm the only one who can really call him out on it, and at this point, I feel like it's necessary to bring it up and suggest he get help for it.
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I met my Navy veteran in August of 2011. He was discharged January of that year.
We started dating in August, and things were going very well. I seriously thought it was possible that he was the one. We got along with each other's families very well, we meshed with each other's friends, and things were just fun and easy. Like any other couple, we had our ups and downs, but for the most part we powered through them.
February of this year, he decided that he wanted to break up. That he had lost attraction to me, that "some people just don't work," and that he was still tired from his last relationship in which the girl stole thousands of dollars from him, cheated on him and gave him an STD (how long ago this relationship ended, I'm not sure). The break up came as a shock to everyone; family, friends, even me. That was seriously the last thing I was expecting to happen. I tried steering it from a break up conversation to a "let's fix this" conversation, but he kept nit-picking at things he didn't like about me that could have been easily over-looked (my picky eating habits, and my rare moments of shyness). Things that barely even came into play in our relationship, but he had his mind set, saying that we could still be great friends.
So we tried being friends, and it wasn't until a couple days after the break up that he told me he had PTSD. In all honesty, I wasn't too surprised, but at the same time I felt helpless. Nobody in his family knows about it, his closest friends don't even know about it, and he's not getting help. I'm the only one who knows. I guess he's gotten really good at controlling it or suppressing it. But I've read that it doesn't go away or simply get better over time.
Probably a month and a half after the break up we were hanging out. We were drinking and his brother and his brother's fiancee were with us. We all started dancing, and he started dancing with me and kissed me. I immediately asked him what was up, and he said he was attracted to me again. After we both sobered up, we talked about it. He gave me a bunch of reasons why he wanted me back, told me that he still loved me, that he regretted breaking up with me, and I decided we could probably get back together over time.
My family still had ill feelings towards him for breaking up with me so suddenly, and I let him know so he knew what exactly he was dealing with. After telling him that, he seemed to instantly lose faith in us. In his words "I feel like my bubble was popped." I told him things would be just fine, and to be patient and give it time, but he wasn't hearing me. He went back into break-up mode, and yet again nit-picked at more little things about me that I also didn't view as big deals (my tattoos and my dissatisfaction with my job.)
I decided to give him space, and a couple days later I casually texted him, wishing him a happy Easter. No response. The next day, I texted him saying I was craving a type of cereal he has at his house, his response was "I don't think we should talk anymore. I'm still against me for you."
I told him I'm still here as a friend, and that I'm not giving up yet, but I haven't heard from him in three days. Neither of us has done anything to one another that would cause any bitter feelings, so why is he doing this? I've done nothing but proven myself to be a source of support/loyal friend, so why does he insist on cutting me out?
I've been reading so many posts on this forum and find so many of them relatable in terms of a sufferer distancing themselves from loved ones.
As I said before, he rarely addresses his PTSD, and I feel like it's playing a big part in his decisions. I'm the only person who knows about his PTSD, therefore I'm the only one who can really call him out on it, and at this point, I feel like it's necessary to bring it up and suggest he get help for it.
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