I told my husband a little bit before we got married, and as time went on, more details and finally, in the last month, I wrote a description of what happened during one hour of my life as a child, gory details and all and he read it. I just made a small comment (3 words total) and went silent after that. It's difficult for some people to show support or say the "right" thing. He loves me, but he didn't know how to help me. That's why I have 2 psychologists, a psychiatrist, medications, this forum and a local support group. Everyone's on speed dial if I have a meltdown. I ask for help from many sources because my husband does not know what to say to me or how to be supportive during a meltdown. He can't give me something he does not have. That does not mean that he doesn't love me.