From reading your posts, it seems like the majority of you here are women supporting men with PTSD. I am the opposite. I am a woman with PTSD with a terrific man that supports me.
I'm sure you ladies don't get to hear it often enough, so I will say it for your men: "Thank you".
Thank you for being there for me even when I don't say how much it means to me. Thank you for listening, even when you don't understand what I'm going through. I know the things I say can be disturbing to you sometimes, thank for hearing them and not judging me. Thank you for respecting me when I am quiet or when I disappear into my hobbies, sports, video games to dull my anxiety. Thank you for including me when I am distant, just because I'm not talking doesn't mean that I would mind listening to you talk. Thank you for making our life as normal as possible, even though it isn't. Thank you for being there, I would be even more lost without you.
After writing this, I think I need to call my husband and thank him. I don't know if I've ever said these things to him, but I mean every single one of them, every single day. I live so much inside my own head now that I guess I've forgotten that it might be important for him to hear how much it means to me. Honestly, if it weren't for my husband or my dog, I probably would of given up and killed myself a long time ago. Medications were useless for me, therapy every two weeks is somewhat helpful but it has been the support from my husband and everything that I get from my German Shepherd that has helped me the most.
I know what it's like to have PTSD and I honestly don't know if I would have it in me to endure a relationship with someone who had it, so Thank you to all the supporters! You guys rock my socks off!
I'm sure you ladies don't get to hear it often enough, so I will say it for your men: "Thank you".
Thank you for being there for me even when I don't say how much it means to me. Thank you for listening, even when you don't understand what I'm going through. I know the things I say can be disturbing to you sometimes, thank for hearing them and not judging me. Thank you for respecting me when I am quiet or when I disappear into my hobbies, sports, video games to dull my anxiety. Thank you for including me when I am distant, just because I'm not talking doesn't mean that I would mind listening to you talk. Thank you for making our life as normal as possible, even though it isn't. Thank you for being there, I would be even more lost without you.
After writing this, I think I need to call my husband and thank him. I don't know if I've ever said these things to him, but I mean every single one of them, every single day. I live so much inside my own head now that I guess I've forgotten that it might be important for him to hear how much it means to me. Honestly, if it weren't for my husband or my dog, I probably would of given up and killed myself a long time ago. Medications were useless for me, therapy every two weeks is somewhat helpful but it has been the support from my husband and everything that I get from my German Shepherd that has helped me the most.
I know what it's like to have PTSD and I honestly don't know if I would have it in me to endure a relationship with someone who had it, so Thank you to all the supporters! You guys rock my socks off!