I am… blown away by this community. I may be sharing here too little too late, I am not sure, but I am so glad you are here if my relationship continues which I have high hopes it will.
I started dating my boyfriend with PTSD over 2 years ago. I am an extremely high achiever who has issues in her own rights (don’t we all?) working on my PhD and working on projects with the NSF and NASA.
It has never been butterflies and roses, he told me about his PTSD from the beginning. He is just so very high functioning it has been always easy for me to forget. Soooo many issues I could have better navigated had I had better information having found this group earlier!
I’m currently navigating his second big isolation incident in our relationship, hence how I ended up here. My issues are general anxiety that shit will hit the fan at any moment and that people will leave me.
My gift is that I have patience and kindness like no one else I know, which leads people to walk over me. So I fight that balance dealing with my guy. He has a glorious past of being a grade A womanizer but he worked really hard on himself to get to a place to try to actually make a relationship work. Enter me.
Sometimes my anxiety and need for solutions bubble up so desperately I push his need for space too hard. I work TIRELESSLY to respect his needs and yet as I’m seeing here it never seems to be enough. Yesterday, for reasons I have a good idea for, he massively pulled back and I begged for merely a simple text to ensure he was okay for communication to no avail.
I am sitting here, now ruminating over my choices and actions, feeling like I was missing the puzzle piece until finding this forum. Desperately hoping I’m not too late. He is my best friend, whom calls me at least 4x day when we aren’t together, every day, hence the dizzying tailspin I go into with severe communication withdrawal.
I’m settling on the concept that if anything, my final gift of love will be to give him space. My heart doesn’t feel like this is it, my head is screaming in alarm, and your words here assure me that I will be okay however the dice shakes out.
I started dating my boyfriend with PTSD over 2 years ago. I am an extremely high achiever who has issues in her own rights (don’t we all?) working on my PhD and working on projects with the NSF and NASA.
It has never been butterflies and roses, he told me about his PTSD from the beginning. He is just so very high functioning it has been always easy for me to forget. Soooo many issues I could have better navigated had I had better information having found this group earlier!
I’m currently navigating his second big isolation incident in our relationship, hence how I ended up here. My issues are general anxiety that shit will hit the fan at any moment and that people will leave me.
My gift is that I have patience and kindness like no one else I know, which leads people to walk over me. So I fight that balance dealing with my guy. He has a glorious past of being a grade A womanizer but he worked really hard on himself to get to a place to try to actually make a relationship work. Enter me.
Sometimes my anxiety and need for solutions bubble up so desperately I push his need for space too hard. I work TIRELESSLY to respect his needs and yet as I’m seeing here it never seems to be enough. Yesterday, for reasons I have a good idea for, he massively pulled back and I begged for merely a simple text to ensure he was okay for communication to no avail.
I am sitting here, now ruminating over my choices and actions, feeling like I was missing the puzzle piece until finding this forum. Desperately hoping I’m not too late. He is my best friend, whom calls me at least 4x day when we aren’t together, every day, hence the dizzying tailspin I go into with severe communication withdrawal.
I’m settling on the concept that if anything, my final gift of love will be to give him space. My heart doesn’t feel like this is it, my head is screaming in alarm, and your words here assure me that I will be okay however the dice shakes out.
