I am Sam, UK, have been a supporter for 9 years. Sorry this is long but I need help.
Exhausted, yesterday saw another outburst. This time directed at ripping the door off the refrigerator, spilling a carton of apple juice all over the carpet. Wet vac had also gone missing. OK I know these are only THINGS, but I was putting away shopping, already tired, and left with manual clean up of sticky juice, while the perpetrator (male age 56) went away to calm down in his room (further theats of damage/violence/suicide). He suffered a career ending injury at work (civilian), caused by a colleague, grieves loss of previous life, unable to work, or do hobbies, motorsports and DIY he enjoyed before, life is totally different, has (on the surface) accepted the "little" life we now lead, but there is so much dangerous anger still there towards everyone involved. We both survive only by avoiding triggering it. Everytime the eventual 'defence' is that I (supporter) caused it, that I need to change my behaviour, choose my words better, explain myself better etc. Even later/next day he says "sorry, I did XYZ" but still believes it was my fault. The anger starts again if I express any of my feelings on the subject, so I keep quiet and nothing ever changes.
I'm getting so fed up. He's had 14+ different "assessments" arguing about WHO should support him, plus a house move meant wasted time changing services, also or he needed to "stabalise", and not be "suicidal" (ie all left to me). Eventually accepted for specialist trauma therapy We got duped back out of the specialist trauma therapy queue, eventually realising it was the lesser level (who wouldn't help before). Treatment was SCARY, felt she was unaware of a dangerous client. Persuaded her to trial therapy on a lesser trauma. Just as well we did or (left unsupported and raw) he would have just killed himself. It was awful. Sessions used up, he has to re-queue for more, that was about 2 years ago. He has never sat and talked about it in detail, with an expert. I'm left to deal with him and his extensive needs everyday. Our life has been 9 years lived similar to Covid lockdown, mostly at home alone 24/7. I am not a therapist, I am just me. I am alone. Thoughts please?
Exhausted, yesterday saw another outburst. This time directed at ripping the door off the refrigerator, spilling a carton of apple juice all over the carpet. Wet vac had also gone missing. OK I know these are only THINGS, but I was putting away shopping, already tired, and left with manual clean up of sticky juice, while the perpetrator (male age 56) went away to calm down in his room (further theats of damage/violence/suicide). He suffered a career ending injury at work (civilian), caused by a colleague, grieves loss of previous life, unable to work, or do hobbies, motorsports and DIY he enjoyed before, life is totally different, has (on the surface) accepted the "little" life we now lead, but there is so much dangerous anger still there towards everyone involved. We both survive only by avoiding triggering it. Everytime the eventual 'defence' is that I (supporter) caused it, that I need to change my behaviour, choose my words better, explain myself better etc. Even later/next day he says "sorry, I did XYZ" but still believes it was my fault. The anger starts again if I express any of my feelings on the subject, so I keep quiet and nothing ever changes.
I'm getting so fed up. He's had 14+ different "assessments" arguing about WHO should support him, plus a house move meant wasted time changing services, also or he needed to "stabalise", and not be "suicidal" (ie all left to me). Eventually accepted for specialist trauma therapy We got duped back out of the specialist trauma therapy queue, eventually realising it was the lesser level (who wouldn't help before). Treatment was SCARY, felt she was unaware of a dangerous client. Persuaded her to trial therapy on a lesser trauma. Just as well we did or (left unsupported and raw) he would have just killed himself. It was awful. Sessions used up, he has to re-queue for more, that was about 2 years ago. He has never sat and talked about it in detail, with an expert. I'm left to deal with him and his extensive needs everyday. Our life has been 9 years lived similar to Covid lockdown, mostly at home alone 24/7. I am not a therapist, I am just me. I am alone. Thoughts please?