I have a feeling this post is going to be all over the place .. just bare with me! Lol
So my story is much the same as lots of you. First year and some together was the most magical year of my life. I believed I found my soulmate. We had this incredible relationship everything made sense. We had a very honest and open relationship when it came to his PTSD and depression. (I hadn't been too well educated on ptsd in the beginning)
I learnt a lot through mental health courses, being on here, reading ALOT to give us what I thought would be the best chance. When we first met he wasn't on meds and not seeing his T!
He seemed to be holding himself VERY well. Plus I thought the sun shone out of his butt anyway lol :)
Moved in together, before long the cracks started to show. Perhaps he wasn't able to hide his bad days being under the same roof. (I didn't see any bad days before living together, even being away for a week or weekends together or sleep overs during the week)
Long story short I have tried to remain a very supportive partner. (I'm starting to loose it)
I am a very busy person, even when I'm not busy, I find something to do.
I run our home single handedly,
I pay every bill, I do all shopping, animals, all chores, laundry, cooking etc etc etc whilst working a 50 hour week and trying to keep active a few times a week for my own sanity.
I have explained to him how I'm really feeling the pressure without trying to take away from the massive pressure he is under each day and night.
That kinda goes in one ear and out the other.
The last few months for me hve been the worst. He has zero drive, he sleeps ALOT, wont communicate, doesn't want to spend much time together, doesn't want to get intimate from one month to the next, snappy; the hardest thing is most of these things are only to me, I mean he can manage to be nice and friendly to others... I feel like it's all aimed at me, and I am beginning to feel so resentful because I'm busting my balls to keep us in a lovely home, fed, warm and clean and he can't even try to pretend he wants to give me a kiss after I come back from a long day at work. I'm beginning to hate myself. Blame me for why he's always so cold and distant. I know I need to look after me but it's so damn frustrating and upsetting that it's just me he's so shit with.
I have given him more opportunity than enough to calmly discuss if it's me who isn't making him happy, if he's fallen out of love (because let's face it.. it happens)
All I ever get is I'm tired, I'm not having this conversation, if I didn't love you I wouldn't be here .. it's such a mind f*ck. He's saying all the right things but his actions scream something else.
Usually I'm just ok with it, just the last while I just can't get it. What have I done other than be so good to him to be the only person he neglects. I just want to cry my eyes out and shout at him what have I done to deserve this!!! I know that's the selfish me saying that (just for a rant, I'd never actually say that)
He is now in therapy.. after much encouragement.
I think he's doing EMDR with his T (the last time he actually discussed it he was but that was about all he mentioned)
However in the last week or two he has been put back on his anti depressants
mirtrazapine.
Obviously there is something going on deep inside which is causing this,
I love him so much and I will always bend over backwards to aid him in anyway but I'm one tired, resentful and sad supporter right now. ??
I have spoken to him very gently and briefly about the changes in our relationship however he doesn't see anything wrong or different?
Any ideas??? because I have never been more stumped ... :(
So my story is much the same as lots of you. First year and some together was the most magical year of my life. I believed I found my soulmate. We had this incredible relationship everything made sense. We had a very honest and open relationship when it came to his PTSD and depression. (I hadn't been too well educated on ptsd in the beginning)
I learnt a lot through mental health courses, being on here, reading ALOT to give us what I thought would be the best chance. When we first met he wasn't on meds and not seeing his T!
He seemed to be holding himself VERY well. Plus I thought the sun shone out of his butt anyway lol :)
Moved in together, before long the cracks started to show. Perhaps he wasn't able to hide his bad days being under the same roof. (I didn't see any bad days before living together, even being away for a week or weekends together or sleep overs during the week)
Long story short I have tried to remain a very supportive partner. (I'm starting to loose it)
I am a very busy person, even when I'm not busy, I find something to do.
I run our home single handedly,
I pay every bill, I do all shopping, animals, all chores, laundry, cooking etc etc etc whilst working a 50 hour week and trying to keep active a few times a week for my own sanity.
I have explained to him how I'm really feeling the pressure without trying to take away from the massive pressure he is under each day and night.
That kinda goes in one ear and out the other.
The last few months for me hve been the worst. He has zero drive, he sleeps ALOT, wont communicate, doesn't want to spend much time together, doesn't want to get intimate from one month to the next, snappy; the hardest thing is most of these things are only to me, I mean he can manage to be nice and friendly to others... I feel like it's all aimed at me, and I am beginning to feel so resentful because I'm busting my balls to keep us in a lovely home, fed, warm and clean and he can't even try to pretend he wants to give me a kiss after I come back from a long day at work. I'm beginning to hate myself. Blame me for why he's always so cold and distant. I know I need to look after me but it's so damn frustrating and upsetting that it's just me he's so shit with.
I have given him more opportunity than enough to calmly discuss if it's me who isn't making him happy, if he's fallen out of love (because let's face it.. it happens)
All I ever get is I'm tired, I'm not having this conversation, if I didn't love you I wouldn't be here .. it's such a mind f*ck. He's saying all the right things but his actions scream something else.
Usually I'm just ok with it, just the last while I just can't get it. What have I done other than be so good to him to be the only person he neglects. I just want to cry my eyes out and shout at him what have I done to deserve this!!! I know that's the selfish me saying that (just for a rant, I'd never actually say that)
He is now in therapy.. after much encouragement.
I think he's doing EMDR with his T (the last time he actually discussed it he was but that was about all he mentioned)
However in the last week or two he has been put back on his anti depressants
mirtrazapine.
Obviously there is something going on deep inside which is causing this,
I love him so much and I will always bend over backwards to aid him in anyway but I'm one tired, resentful and sad supporter right now. ??
I have spoken to him very gently and briefly about the changes in our relationship however he doesn't see anything wrong or different?
Any ideas??? because I have never been more stumped ... :(