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It is sooooo much harder loving someone with PTSD, than having it, IME/IMO.
Being someone who does both.
When you know someone who has been broken, that way? Knew who they were, before? It’s something of a crapshoot on who they will become. Which, ironically? IS the positive story? I know countless people who are infinitely better, deeper, versions of who they were before… once they unf*ck their heads & hearts. I also know people I’d have died for, before, and wouldn’t piss on if they were on fire, after. FAR more people, in my experience, just become “more” of themselves. In time. Heck, maybe everyone does, and I’m just not happy with what that looks like?
But it does usually take awhile, if it’s not magically better in about 6mo with no treatment. (The vast majority of people with PTSD self-correct, in about 6mo, with no treatment.) Of those who remain? Over 90% become asymptomatic with treatment, over a longer timeframe. (I’ve read between 92-96%). That’s reeeeeeally good news / amazing stats. Even the teeny tiny minority who will experience symptoms forever… or at least ion a much longer scale? Won’t be unrecognisable assholes all the time. Just sometimes. Which? Can be worked around.
So the math is very much behind someone you’ve known deeply, for 11 years, pulling their head out of their ass. Infinitely better stats than addiction, or cancer, or a zillion other things.
But?
A whooooole lotta relationships just. do. not. survive. tragedy.
For a whole lotta different reasons.
Get some ‘official’ support for yourself. You’ve got skin in this game, a dog in this fight, & you’re worth it. Your relationship is worth it. He’s worth it.
Being someone who does both.
He’s still that person… who has been through hell.We are now in a period of real confusion, and I’m very worried for my own mental health. He hides things. Started mixing with different people, doesn’t stick to his word, just a completely different person to the beautiful soul he once was. I feel so sad, lost, confused and probably depressed and feel like I and we are losing everything. Please can someone reply with a positive story, because I’m starting to lose hope.
We’ve been together 11 years and he is my world
When you know someone who has been broken, that way? Knew who they were, before? It’s something of a crapshoot on who they will become. Which, ironically? IS the positive story? I know countless people who are infinitely better, deeper, versions of who they were before… once they unf*ck their heads & hearts. I also know people I’d have died for, before, and wouldn’t piss on if they were on fire, after. FAR more people, in my experience, just become “more” of themselves. In time. Heck, maybe everyone does, and I’m just not happy with what that looks like?
But it does usually take awhile, if it’s not magically better in about 6mo with no treatment. (The vast majority of people with PTSD self-correct, in about 6mo, with no treatment.) Of those who remain? Over 90% become asymptomatic with treatment, over a longer timeframe. (I’ve read between 92-96%). That’s reeeeeeally good news / amazing stats. Even the teeny tiny minority who will experience symptoms forever… or at least ion a much longer scale? Won’t be unrecognisable assholes all the time. Just sometimes. Which? Can be worked around.
So the math is very much behind someone you’ve known deeply, for 11 years, pulling their head out of their ass. Infinitely better stats than addiction, or cancer, or a zillion other things.
But?
A whooooole lotta relationships just. do. not. survive. tragedy.
For a whole lotta different reasons.
Get some ‘official’ support for yourself. You’ve got skin in this game, a dog in this fight, & you’re worth it. Your relationship is worth it. He’s worth it.
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