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Where to start, how to start…

I want this to be as real and as raw as possible. I know that I’m not alone, I know I am not the only woman who has a spouse with PTSD and that is why I am writing. I FEEL alone, I FEEL like I am the only one. I have no friends to talk to about this, no family I speak to, and no therapist. I feel trapped, abused, alone, neglected, and unappreciated. My husband is doing all he is able to do. He is seeing a therapist and working full time and does as much as possible with our daughter, so I feel like I can’t complain. But I am not getting anything in return for all the support and energy I am giving to him and our family.

I live each day not knowing if today is a day that he loves me or if it is a day where he looks at me with hate and contempt. The days he loves me are so great and so beautiful but are usually ruined by all the walls I have put up. The days he hates me he is demeaning and treats me as though I gave him PTSD, like it is an STD that I passed to him without telling him.

Last night after I recieved a phone call from my brother (He is a drug addict and is living with a girl he doesn’t know and has no job, no car, and warrants our for his arrest) I was very sad and needed to talk to him… After asking him to get off his phone while I was trying to speak to him and then him telling me “I always try to control him and always try to get him off his phone because I’m obsessed with whats on his phone” I was finally able to tell him how sad and scared I was for my brother and what his future holds and he fell asleep while I was talking!! I woke him up turning over in a frustrated manor and he got mad at me… AT ME. So much so that he slept on the couch while I cried myself to sleep wondering if it was even worth it to keep pushing through this relationship.

When these things happen I have such conflict in my mind. On one hand I want to stand up for myself and tell him that how is acting is unacceptable and I won’t put up with it anymore. On the other hand I know he can not always control how he is feeling or how he reacts and that I need to be understanding and be the bigger person and just apologize for my part in it and move on. And that is exactly what I did this morning and then I got ready for my day.

I need to find a balance. But how do I do this? How do I balance sticking up for myself and being understanding and soft? What does that look like and how will he react to me standing my ground. I often feel like he has a mental list of “reasons to not stay in my marriage” and every time I do something that he doesn’t like he adds a new reason to that list. So every time I even consider sticking up for myself the anxiety sets in that this may be the straw that breaks the camels back. Maybe this is the what will make him leave and not come back.

I am not ready yet to be assertive. I know I need to do it the right way and in a loving way. But I am too hurt and angry to do that just yet.

I am so very hurt that after 4 years of supporting him and encouraging him to chase his dreams. Four years of believing in him and sticking by him through all these struggles and never giving up on him, he can say to me that he doesn’t know if at the end of this he will want to be married to me. How can he do that to me? How can he tell me such a horrible thing? How do I live every day not knowing if at the end of his healing if he will still be my husband? How at 28 weeks pregnant with our son and seeing our beautiful daughter would he want to leave this family we have made? Am I such a horrible influence in his mind? Am I so stifling? Am I so horrible to be around?

These questions haunt my every thought… every day. I find being intimate scary and panic inducing. I feel disgusting receiving kisses and affection from him knowing that he doesn’t even want to always be with me or even love me everyday. I don’t tell him this either because that would also cause me anxiety and panic. So I pretend the best I can… he can sense it though and I deny it every time.

** one thing I will add that is part of the backstory… is that I have finally convinced him to let us move back to his home town, Miami, Florida to pursue his dream. So we are in the process of getting the ducks in a row to move in the next month or so.

A lot of anxiety comes with this move because I don’t speak spanish and if he leaves me in Miami I do not know what I would do or how I would survive. But as a family, this is the best thing for him and he needs to pursue his dreams because I believe that they will come true and that he will be everything he wants to be and more. I want to be there to see it happen and I will encourage him all the way. As a family this is best, for single version of me this is terrible. I need to focus on my family while we are still a family and do what I can to keep us together… well as much as is in my control.**

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