I've been on here in the past. In a nutshell my boyfriend and I were living together (we are not young...64). He would have bad outbursts and when I finally could no longer deal with it we parted. He went back to Vegas. I live in Tucson. He was gone about 3 months and kept begging me to come back. He said he would seek treatment at the VA. He finally wore me down and he came back.
He did control his temper this time. But some of the old other issues were out full force. He makes customes which he sells to make extra money. When he was here the first time he had a whole bedroom to work out of. When he left I furnished that room. When he came back I told him he could work in my computer room. It is a fairly large room with only a desk and 2 bookshelves so his tables etc fit in with no problem.
I apologize I'm getting too detailed. In a nutshell he hates everyone and everything. All I hear is this person is fat, that person is ugly, this one doesn't dress right. It may sound stupid to you all but I'm a person that tried not to judge and it is very difficult living with so much negativity. Then its flies. OK so I may have 3 flies in my house and he carries on. He complained when we had a power failer for 4 hours. What kind of a town is this?
And of course I heard repeatedly "I don't have enough room to work". Oh and then he bought a mannequin which sits in my family room next to a clothes rack. (may I add that he has 3 closets in which to keep his customes). I'm fine with the one mannequin. But the other day he wanted to buy 10 more. I told him that he could buy them but that they were not going to sit in the house!.
Now trying to make a long story short, I have 2 very very close friends. They have 4 dogs (my BF is afraid of dogs) and yes because they live on a back dirt road there are flies. My boyfriend has refused to go there. So because these friends are so good I explained it and it's all good. They understand. But the other day another couple that are also my friends asked if we wanted to meet for pizza. We had met them once before. My BF loved the pizza and said he wanted to go back. Well, when I told him we were invited he told me to go but he would not go. I really got angry. I can't live like a recluse and if I wanted to do things alone I would be alone. We argued. He called my friends names. He was mad because I wouldn't let him have 11 mannequins in my home...well, you get the picture. So once again he is going back to Vegas.
I am relieved but also I feel totally guilty. I wonder if I should be more understanding. But what I'm really wondering is I always blame everything on PTSD. Now I'm not sure. If I could get some feedback from everyone I would be so grateful. I need to get my head cleared up. Thank you
He did control his temper this time. But some of the old other issues were out full force. He makes customes which he sells to make extra money. When he was here the first time he had a whole bedroom to work out of. When he left I furnished that room. When he came back I told him he could work in my computer room. It is a fairly large room with only a desk and 2 bookshelves so his tables etc fit in with no problem.
I apologize I'm getting too detailed. In a nutshell he hates everyone and everything. All I hear is this person is fat, that person is ugly, this one doesn't dress right. It may sound stupid to you all but I'm a person that tried not to judge and it is very difficult living with so much negativity. Then its flies. OK so I may have 3 flies in my house and he carries on. He complained when we had a power failer for 4 hours. What kind of a town is this?
And of course I heard repeatedly "I don't have enough room to work". Oh and then he bought a mannequin which sits in my family room next to a clothes rack. (may I add that he has 3 closets in which to keep his customes). I'm fine with the one mannequin. But the other day he wanted to buy 10 more. I told him that he could buy them but that they were not going to sit in the house!.
Now trying to make a long story short, I have 2 very very close friends. They have 4 dogs (my BF is afraid of dogs) and yes because they live on a back dirt road there are flies. My boyfriend has refused to go there. So because these friends are so good I explained it and it's all good. They understand. But the other day another couple that are also my friends asked if we wanted to meet for pizza. We had met them once before. My BF loved the pizza and said he wanted to go back. Well, when I told him we were invited he told me to go but he would not go. I really got angry. I can't live like a recluse and if I wanted to do things alone I would be alone. We argued. He called my friends names. He was mad because I wouldn't let him have 11 mannequins in my home...well, you get the picture. So once again he is going back to Vegas.
I am relieved but also I feel totally guilty. I wonder if I should be more understanding. But what I'm really wondering is I always blame everything on PTSD. Now I'm not sure. If I could get some feedback from everyone I would be so grateful. I need to get my head cleared up. Thank you
