This past weekend, my DH and I were painting a room in our house, which is to be our master bedroom. He was edgy, as he has been a lot lately. He is not good with drywall repair, and made an area look like ... well, like decorative frosting on a cake as opposed to a nice smooth finish. I have a bit of construction knowledge, and so I asked him for the drywall knife. I fixed the still wet drywall mud. I was cheerful about it, hoping to show him one of the trade skills I know.
BIG MISTAKE on my part!!! I should just let anything like that slide and figure that a bumpy wall is a small price to pay. But I couldn't do it, not in the prominent place it was.
And, of course, he had a very bruised male ego. A girl isn't supposed to know more about construction than a guy, right? Especially a guy with PTSD who has been on edge a lot lately. No matter how nicely you try to show a guy how to do something "manly" he's not going to take it well.
He ramped up fast, screaming that I could finish the project myself. In fact, he was leaving me to go "home" (to his mom's). Then, like a flash, he slammed his fist through the drywall, and this was not far from ME, so of course, I felt physically threatened.
I don't deal well with physical threats, so I started yelling at him and told him to go ahead and run home to his mom, he'd be happier there. I learned as a small child not to cow-tow to bullies or they'll run over you like a steam roller, and I think he might have if I hadn't gotten riled up like I did.
Then I went to get drywall tape to fix the hole. He followed me, yelling at me the whole way. I yelled back at him that where I come from decent people don't go around bashing holes in walls. He picked up a large hammer and threatened to knock holes in more walls. He started back for the house, and I yelled that if he took one more step I was calling the police.
THEN he yelled that he would take out all the cops in the area!?! I would not back down, I would not cower, I would not cringe - I was too pumped full of adrenaline for that, I think. I felt like I MIGHT have to fight him, and he's darned near twice as big as me!
And then he went to patch the drywall himself.
I won't belabor the rest of the day, but that is the part of it that still haunts me.
I am very unsure of how to handle this. I hope that I made it abundantly clear that punching holes in walls is completely unacceptable. But now, two days later, I worry that his temper is now so out of control that he might hit ME next time.
I know I cannot be the only PTSD spouse ever to confront a violent display of this nature. But this is a first for ME, and I'm simply rather shaken by the whole experience.
Clearly, I cannot show him how to do "manly" things. I guess now I just have to either hire something done or do it myself when he's not home or deal with it being done "creatively." But even though I tried to be cheerful in showing him drywall mudding technique, well ... the results were disastrous!!! We ended up with a large hole in the wall, and though I stood my ground at the time, now I'm very, very rattled by it all.
Even if I never do something to trigger him again in that way, I'm bound to trigger him in some other way. I'm concerned that now that he's crossed that line, there's more to come. It has really rattled me.
Advice please???
BIG MISTAKE on my part!!! I should just let anything like that slide and figure that a bumpy wall is a small price to pay. But I couldn't do it, not in the prominent place it was.
And, of course, he had a very bruised male ego. A girl isn't supposed to know more about construction than a guy, right? Especially a guy with PTSD who has been on edge a lot lately. No matter how nicely you try to show a guy how to do something "manly" he's not going to take it well.
He ramped up fast, screaming that I could finish the project myself. In fact, he was leaving me to go "home" (to his mom's). Then, like a flash, he slammed his fist through the drywall, and this was not far from ME, so of course, I felt physically threatened.
I don't deal well with physical threats, so I started yelling at him and told him to go ahead and run home to his mom, he'd be happier there. I learned as a small child not to cow-tow to bullies or they'll run over you like a steam roller, and I think he might have if I hadn't gotten riled up like I did.
Then I went to get drywall tape to fix the hole. He followed me, yelling at me the whole way. I yelled back at him that where I come from decent people don't go around bashing holes in walls. He picked up a large hammer and threatened to knock holes in more walls. He started back for the house, and I yelled that if he took one more step I was calling the police.
THEN he yelled that he would take out all the cops in the area!?! I would not back down, I would not cower, I would not cringe - I was too pumped full of adrenaline for that, I think. I felt like I MIGHT have to fight him, and he's darned near twice as big as me!
And then he went to patch the drywall himself.
I won't belabor the rest of the day, but that is the part of it that still haunts me.
I am very unsure of how to handle this. I hope that I made it abundantly clear that punching holes in walls is completely unacceptable. But now, two days later, I worry that his temper is now so out of control that he might hit ME next time.
I know I cannot be the only PTSD spouse ever to confront a violent display of this nature. But this is a first for ME, and I'm simply rather shaken by the whole experience.
Clearly, I cannot show him how to do "manly" things. I guess now I just have to either hire something done or do it myself when he's not home or deal with it being done "creatively." But even though I tried to be cheerful in showing him drywall mudding technique, well ... the results were disastrous!!! We ended up with a large hole in the wall, and though I stood my ground at the time, now I'm very, very rattled by it all.
Even if I never do something to trigger him again in that way, I'm bound to trigger him in some other way. I'm concerned that now that he's crossed that line, there's more to come. It has really rattled me.
Advice please???