EvenStrongerNow
Diamond Member
For my husband, my supporter, imo the greatest person in the Universe :D
I pray and thank God for him every night. I ask God to bless him for being a great husband and friend to me.
I thank him daily for being the man he is and all that he does for me.
I fight to remain present for him when he needs me to listen to his heart and the stress he faces.
I remind myself constantly that he loves me and will never abandon me because I know how much it hurt him in the past to think I did not believe those things.
I do his laundry, clean the house so he does not have to come home to it after working so hard all day.
I watch football with him and get excited even though it does not interest me.
I ask him how his day was, listen to his macho business stories and ask questions to show interest in what he loves.
I massage him and tickle his back when he struggles to sleep after a stressful day.
I find every opportunity to encourage him, show him that I love him, and celebrate his man-ness.
I always admit when I am wrong even if it sucks and I am completely transparent with him no matter how difficult it seems at times.
And I always tell him to never change who he is because of my PTSD. I tell him consistently to NEVER walk on egg shells around me or enable me. I NEVER blame him for any part of my PTSD and I remain consistent in working on myself.
I love my husband so much! *tear*
I pray and thank God for him every night. I ask God to bless him for being a great husband and friend to me.
I thank him daily for being the man he is and all that he does for me.
I fight to remain present for him when he needs me to listen to his heart and the stress he faces.
I remind myself constantly that he loves me and will never abandon me because I know how much it hurt him in the past to think I did not believe those things.
I do his laundry, clean the house so he does not have to come home to it after working so hard all day.
I watch football with him and get excited even though it does not interest me.
I ask him how his day was, listen to his macho business stories and ask questions to show interest in what he loves.
I massage him and tickle his back when he struggles to sleep after a stressful day.
I find every opportunity to encourage him, show him that I love him, and celebrate his man-ness.
I always admit when I am wrong even if it sucks and I am completely transparent with him no matter how difficult it seems at times.
And I always tell him to never change who he is because of my PTSD. I tell him consistently to NEVER walk on egg shells around me or enable me. I NEVER blame him for any part of my PTSD and I remain consistent in working on myself.
I love my husband so much! *tear*
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