Isobel Wolf
Bronze Member
Whether or not it's the PTSD, he's not present in the relationship. If he's not interested in being present, it's certainly not your fault.
Blaming you, withholding affection, saying PTSD is making him act that way... I don't know. It sounds exactly like my ex when he was having multiple affairs. Literally I could not touch him, no backrubs, couldn't initiate sex, then he'd tell me it was something I did, which he knew would make me jump though hoops to be the fixer/people pleaser/overinvestor- anything to shift the blame away from him and control me and my self-esteem through gaslighting and neglect. He liked to say things like, oh, I had to drive around til 4am because I didn't want to deal with me (wanting to know what was going on, why he was absent, basically feeling sad and having needs.) But he was sweet as pie to our pets. They won't let you call them out on it. There will always be an excuse when you live together and parting ways is not an option. His excuse was his Crohn's disease, but there were lots and lots of women. Illness is a very fast way to stonewall. His diagnosis in his youth was sociopath, which he was proud of. I didn't take it seriously, I was naive. Today we'd call it NPD.
You can only blame one person so much while you are still there, dealing with it.
Oh, also he worked in law enforcement. A career that breeds misogyny, kills compassion. He was involved in one armed standoff when we were together, no shots fired, and he MILKED it for years. Recently saw that he was still milking it. Not because of PTSD, but because of his need for absolute power. Yet my emotions made me "an emotional tyrant." All I wanted was to know what was going on. I should have cashed in my chips instead of sticking around hoping I could fix him.
Blaming you, withholding affection, saying PTSD is making him act that way... I don't know. It sounds exactly like my ex when he was having multiple affairs. Literally I could not touch him, no backrubs, couldn't initiate sex, then he'd tell me it was something I did, which he knew would make me jump though hoops to be the fixer/people pleaser/overinvestor- anything to shift the blame away from him and control me and my self-esteem through gaslighting and neglect. He liked to say things like, oh, I had to drive around til 4am because I didn't want to deal with me (wanting to know what was going on, why he was absent, basically feeling sad and having needs.) But he was sweet as pie to our pets. They won't let you call them out on it. There will always be an excuse when you live together and parting ways is not an option. His excuse was his Crohn's disease, but there were lots and lots of women. Illness is a very fast way to stonewall. His diagnosis in his youth was sociopath, which he was proud of. I didn't take it seriously, I was naive. Today we'd call it NPD.
You can only blame one person so much while you are still there, dealing with it.
Oh, also he worked in law enforcement. A career that breeds misogyny, kills compassion. He was involved in one armed standoff when we were together, no shots fired, and he MILKED it for years. Recently saw that he was still milking it. Not because of PTSD, but because of his need for absolute power. Yet my emotions made me "an emotional tyrant." All I wanted was to know what was going on. I should have cashed in my chips instead of sticking around hoping I could fix him.
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