I have a LiveJournal but I always felt weird posting funny posting there since LJ is how I found out my ex-girlfriend was cheating on me...I never was able to do a paper journal since my thoughts outpaced how fast I was able to handwrite them down. I've been a member here for a few weeks now and I've found it immensely helpful being around other people that are in similar positions as I am so here goes.
My wife's father had an operation to have kidney cancer removed. I've kept my C-PTSD under wraps for pretty much our entire 13 year relationship (four years married), we've been together since I was about 19, and I've been trained to suffer in silence by my parents well before I met her. I'm sure that's quite common. But since the summer keeping it inside has been unbearable. I see a psychiatrist and a therapist for another mental health diagnosis that I've had for about ten years and I've always known on some level that I've had PTSD as well...the symptoms have been there since I was four. But now that I've been diagnosed my wife acts like she can't be bothered to support me with this; or worse, since I hid it so well for so long, when I read between the lines, it's like she thinks I'm faking. She was minimally supportive of the bipolar disorder but with the C-PTSD whenever I tell her I'm having a flashback or anything like that she looks at me like I'm lying to her. The shame of having this illness is bad enough, but to be accused of faking it? That's more than I can take. So I'm back to faking a happy disposition, especially since her father is sick. He's going to be ok, thank God, but I'm stuck feeling intense shame that I'm faking this dreadful illness, and especially when her father is sick. This is all on top of the shame I feel from having this illness in the first place, the shame that I'm sure you're all familiar with.
Now all the signs point to this being real. My doctor says so. My therapist says so. I know I'm not faking. I wake up with a flashback every day, and get multiple ones to follow throughout the day, both visual and emotional. I get horrible nights' sleep most days during the week because of nightmares. The abuse my father put me through from the time I was a toddler until the time I was 23 and moved out was all too real. But the way my wife dismisses all of this just hurts so much. I have a hard time feeling close to and trusting people anyway, including her, but this is just pushing me further and further away. Honestly, no, I don't trust her to look after my emotional well being. No, I don't trust her enough to share my problems with her. And after being together thirteen years, I think that's really sad.
Perhaps when things are more stable with her father we can try couples therapy but for now I'm back to suffering in silence...after the judgement that was put on me when I started to let it out for the week after I was diagnosed I can't put myself through that again. Aside from this place and seeing my therapist (only once every two weeks) I have nowhere else. So to those who have read this far, thank you so much.
My wife's father had an operation to have kidney cancer removed. I've kept my C-PTSD under wraps for pretty much our entire 13 year relationship (four years married), we've been together since I was about 19, and I've been trained to suffer in silence by my parents well before I met her. I'm sure that's quite common. But since the summer keeping it inside has been unbearable. I see a psychiatrist and a therapist for another mental health diagnosis that I've had for about ten years and I've always known on some level that I've had PTSD as well...the symptoms have been there since I was four. But now that I've been diagnosed my wife acts like she can't be bothered to support me with this; or worse, since I hid it so well for so long, when I read between the lines, it's like she thinks I'm faking. She was minimally supportive of the bipolar disorder but with the C-PTSD whenever I tell her I'm having a flashback or anything like that she looks at me like I'm lying to her. The shame of having this illness is bad enough, but to be accused of faking it? That's more than I can take. So I'm back to faking a happy disposition, especially since her father is sick. He's going to be ok, thank God, but I'm stuck feeling intense shame that I'm faking this dreadful illness, and especially when her father is sick. This is all on top of the shame I feel from having this illness in the first place, the shame that I'm sure you're all familiar with.
Now all the signs point to this being real. My doctor says so. My therapist says so. I know I'm not faking. I wake up with a flashback every day, and get multiple ones to follow throughout the day, both visual and emotional. I get horrible nights' sleep most days during the week because of nightmares. The abuse my father put me through from the time I was a toddler until the time I was 23 and moved out was all too real. But the way my wife dismisses all of this just hurts so much. I have a hard time feeling close to and trusting people anyway, including her, but this is just pushing me further and further away. Honestly, no, I don't trust her to look after my emotional well being. No, I don't trust her enough to share my problems with her. And after being together thirteen years, I think that's really sad.
Perhaps when things are more stable with her father we can try couples therapy but for now I'm back to suffering in silence...after the judgement that was put on me when I started to let it out for the week after I was diagnosed I can't put myself through that again. Aside from this place and seeing my therapist (only once every two weeks) I have nowhere else. So to those who have read this far, thank you so much.