Life is never easy, but some things are harder than others! My 3 boys and I found that living with someone who has PTSD is stressful, to say the least!
At first, I did not realise that my husband had PTSD, but as our marriage grew, there were more and more indicators; the spontaneous outbursts/rage. The short temper. The triggers. The never-being-good-enough. The stone-walling. The blocking of access to bank accounts. The robbing of confidence. The undermining of achievements. The criticism. The joy-stealing... Eventually, the threats increased and I feared for our safety. We left the home after 23 years of marriage. It has taken us years to work through some of the stuff. My boys are still processing their journeys, as am I! All three of my boys have found good partners, and are making their way in life. I am immensely proud of each one of them.