Katherinenotme
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Over the past four years I've often found my self seeking out the words of suffers and supporters, on sites like this one, in an attempt understand to some degree how he experiences the world and how I can best support the two of us. My partner attends f/n appts with both a Psychologist and Psychiatrist and has done so for the past 7 years.
When my partner is well (minimal stressors) we connect strongly in regards to those fundamental must haves e.g. political views, moral and ethical values, shared goals and aspirations and we both posses a decidedly 'kooky' sense of humour. When he is unwell - well, let me say that physically i'm unharmed however I'm heartbroken to come to realisation that I have become his illness - no longer am I the independent and self confident woman I once was - i'm no longer me.
Not unlike most PTSD sufferers, my partner needs to feel that he is in control of his immediate environment to help manage his symptoms. As i'm a very immediate presence in his environment, I also need to be controlled - or so it feels. My 'trigger' to actually posting is due to the most recent bout of explosive anger towards me regarding a back injury I have managed (very well) for 25 years. Recently my back condition has declined and I experience some difficulties with mobility. These could very easily be managed with some re-arrangement in the house. I asked permission to install a hand held shower head, an 'up side down' fridge and an armchair - fortunately we are financially secure. Fairly unobtrusive changes, I felt. The response to this request has been explained to me in no uncertain terms - OUT OF THE QUESTION.
I feel so crushed by this (hardly unexpected) response as I've spent years supporting and advocating on behalf of my partner. I foolishly hoped that permission to make these changes would be 'recognition' for my unwavering support and some small understanding that I also have health needs that I must manage responsibly. I cant understand the level of outrage elicited by my request.
I'm forbidden to discuss his PTSD with anybody - including my GP. Fortunately (in this circumstance) my partner is computer illiterate. I could really do with some supportive words from others both sufferers and supporters.
K
When my partner is well (minimal stressors) we connect strongly in regards to those fundamental must haves e.g. political views, moral and ethical values, shared goals and aspirations and we both posses a decidedly 'kooky' sense of humour. When he is unwell - well, let me say that physically i'm unharmed however I'm heartbroken to come to realisation that I have become his illness - no longer am I the independent and self confident woman I once was - i'm no longer me.
Not unlike most PTSD sufferers, my partner needs to feel that he is in control of his immediate environment to help manage his symptoms. As i'm a very immediate presence in his environment, I also need to be controlled - or so it feels. My 'trigger' to actually posting is due to the most recent bout of explosive anger towards me regarding a back injury I have managed (very well) for 25 years. Recently my back condition has declined and I experience some difficulties with mobility. These could very easily be managed with some re-arrangement in the house. I asked permission to install a hand held shower head, an 'up side down' fridge and an armchair - fortunately we are financially secure. Fairly unobtrusive changes, I felt. The response to this request has been explained to me in no uncertain terms - OUT OF THE QUESTION.
I feel so crushed by this (hardly unexpected) response as I've spent years supporting and advocating on behalf of my partner. I foolishly hoped that permission to make these changes would be 'recognition' for my unwavering support and some small understanding that I also have health needs that I must manage responsibly. I cant understand the level of outrage elicited by my request.
I'm forbidden to discuss his PTSD with anybody - including my GP. Fortunately (in this circumstance) my partner is computer illiterate. I could really do with some supportive words from others both sufferers and supporters.
K