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Nicolette
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I'm not ashamed to say I didn't understand what happened with my ex straight after I felt this "change" in him, cause there was this feeling of something wrong, but it was kind of "diffuse".
Though it didn't take me a long time to leave when I started feeling unhappy, and I can feel it's what matters in the end. That you don't forget yourself and you respect yourself as you should.
I think this is part of what is being said as well.....If you know something is not right and you feel miserable and you are being treated badly put yourself first and dont say to yourself "it must be the PTSD and that's an illness so I'll hang around and wait it out"
To be totally honest, I still don't understand PTSD. I however do have enough self respect and esteem to know that no matter what illness a person tells me they have it does not give them the right to treat me badly full stop. I have only myself to blame if I hang around and get mistreated.
I know I sound harsh, blunt and direct but I really want some people to try and get what I am saying. By no means am I saying you walk out the door the minute the smallest thing goes pear shaped nor am I saying that you shouldn't give yourself time to work it out either. But please, for your own well being, put yourself somewhere safe if you are being abused and more importantly do not believe this illness of PTSD is a reason for you to drop your boundaries and excuse what you wouldn't normally accept.
It also makes perfect sense that some people just can't turn off their emotions like Langdon said. I get that too. I'm not saying turn off your emotions; I am saying your are number one and your first responsibility is to yourself and your well being.
When my finance/boyfriend belted me there was a part of me which still loved him but then I thought back to the time he had the knife in his hand threatening me and I thought shit.... I am messing with my life here and I have to get out. It was the hardest thing to do but at the end of the day I couldn't control him but I could control what I allowed happen to me. I did grieve for the lost relationship (love) and it sucked but I still had my life and I didn't let him screw with me any more. Love can hurt but a broken heart heals...... abuse can torture you for years.... the choice is yours.