An interesting question was asked. When and how do you tell your prospective partner you have PTSD.
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This is only my opinion. I have no training.
As we all know, PTSD can mean the destruction of both short and long term relationships. Its not our fault we have it, and we can be very hard people to live with.
My opinion is that you have to be a very thick skinned person to live with someone with PTSD. I believe we should have a disclaimer attached to us.
For partners who have supported their spouses and believe in the marriage vow 'Till Death Do Us Part', I give my thanks. The often have the hardest role in the recovery process. We can be drugged up and sometimes not function in normal society. We can become recluse as we don't want to venture outside due to paranoia, thinking there is the enemy around every corner, or snipers on the roof of every building, or even an IED on the side of every road.
They have to put up with the anger outbursts for absolutely no reason, or the anger outbursts for trivial reasons. They have to put up with the non communications while we are in our own world of hurt.
So to those veterans who have lost their partners, I can empathise with you. It happened to me.
But its not the end of the road.
First of all, written on my psychiatric evaluation four years ago was 'Unable to form meaningful relationships'. This was at a time where I was still learning about PTSD and the effects it had on me.
It was not really relationships, I believe it was life. I really did not give a f*ck about anything.
I remember my father died in early 08 and I cried for only 2 minutes. I still today don't think I have dealt with that. You see, we become emotionally numb. We don't feel sad, we don't feel happy, we just seem to be angry.
I also believe we hate being alone. We like having our 'Safe Place' where we can go by ourselves and say 'f*ck the World', curl up and hide. But we do like company.
I remember having numerous women friends. Most of them I would call 'f*ck Buddys'. As soon as we finished I would kick them out the door. I really did not want a relationship.
If you ask Anthony, he knows a bit more on the Psyche side of things to do with relationships.
Then things changed. I started wanting a relationship, something stable. On a couple of occasions, when I told them about PTSD, they ran. Others did not believe me. They used to say 'You look normal'. In the end I was looking too hard.
Now down to the question that was asked. When do you tell them of your PTSD!!!!!
I believe you can judge after a couple of outings whether you really like them, and whether they really like you. I think you should then let them know a little inkling. Just be prepared for the ones that say they cannot handle it.
I finally met Margaret. We are still learning together. I suppose she is lucky she has not seen a full on anger explosion. I have most of them contained now. She has see the hackles on my neck go up and my whole persona change, and that was just over a carpark.
She has also see an over anxious me, when my head has been all out of whack.
So I would like to ask some of the girlfriends/partners/supporters, when would you like to be told of the PTSD and would it make a difference.
And to the veterans, when do you think.
Jimmy
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This is only my opinion. I have no training.
As we all know, PTSD can mean the destruction of both short and long term relationships. Its not our fault we have it, and we can be very hard people to live with.
My opinion is that you have to be a very thick skinned person to live with someone with PTSD. I believe we should have a disclaimer attached to us.
For partners who have supported their spouses and believe in the marriage vow 'Till Death Do Us Part', I give my thanks. The often have the hardest role in the recovery process. We can be drugged up and sometimes not function in normal society. We can become recluse as we don't want to venture outside due to paranoia, thinking there is the enemy around every corner, or snipers on the roof of every building, or even an IED on the side of every road.
They have to put up with the anger outbursts for absolutely no reason, or the anger outbursts for trivial reasons. They have to put up with the non communications while we are in our own world of hurt.
So to those veterans who have lost their partners, I can empathise with you. It happened to me.
But its not the end of the road.
First of all, written on my psychiatric evaluation four years ago was 'Unable to form meaningful relationships'. This was at a time where I was still learning about PTSD and the effects it had on me.
It was not really relationships, I believe it was life. I really did not give a f*ck about anything.
I remember my father died in early 08 and I cried for only 2 minutes. I still today don't think I have dealt with that. You see, we become emotionally numb. We don't feel sad, we don't feel happy, we just seem to be angry.
I also believe we hate being alone. We like having our 'Safe Place' where we can go by ourselves and say 'f*ck the World', curl up and hide. But we do like company.
I remember having numerous women friends. Most of them I would call 'f*ck Buddys'. As soon as we finished I would kick them out the door. I really did not want a relationship.
If you ask Anthony, he knows a bit more on the Psyche side of things to do with relationships.
Then things changed. I started wanting a relationship, something stable. On a couple of occasions, when I told them about PTSD, they ran. Others did not believe me. They used to say 'You look normal'. In the end I was looking too hard.
Now down to the question that was asked. When do you tell them of your PTSD!!!!!
I believe you can judge after a couple of outings whether you really like them, and whether they really like you. I think you should then let them know a little inkling. Just be prepared for the ones that say they cannot handle it.
I finally met Margaret. We are still learning together. I suppose she is lucky she has not seen a full on anger explosion. I have most of them contained now. She has see the hackles on my neck go up and my whole persona change, and that was just over a carpark.
She has also see an over anxious me, when my head has been all out of whack.
So I would like to ask some of the girlfriends/partners/supporters, when would you like to be told of the PTSD and would it make a difference.
And to the veterans, when do you think.
Jimmy