Numb, numb, and numb. If I let anything but numbness in, I'll crack. I have to be numb, as my husband is now emotionally unavailable, even though I try very hard not to burden him. He's over my having PTSD, and feels I should be better by now (I've only been seeing someone since Oct, when it hit me all of a sudden). He no longer has any empathy for me. He has a habit of seeing everything as "attention-seeking", including my son's OCD. If he thought logically for 2 minutes, he would realise that I tend to hold it in, rather than try and get attention. I don't want anyone to know. I have to get through on my own somehow for the next few weeks, as my T is away for a month now. I don't know if I can keep the lid on my cr@p that long. She did suggest that maybe he should come with me for a session, so I just somehow have to hang on.