An update to my story, I suppose is in order. My husband and I will celebrate our 46th wedding anniversary on June 6, 2013. I think the year was 2008 when we finally found out he had PTSD. He was so close to a breakdown and I was just “trying” to hold things together. His temperament and depression had gotten so bad that he had to retire at age 62……..with no benefits except Social Security.
1967-1969 Marines / I-Corps / Da Nang /1st Recon /
The man is totally insane -- acid tongue, defaming language, angry vapid spewing of epithets one minute and then later in the same day sweet and sugary to the point of nausea to cover the bitterness welling within his victim.
He is one huge narcissistic machine. Manipulating each moment, not recognizing or allowing any response to his narcissism, but ever on the attack – nothing is his fault; there is an excuse for EVERYTHING he does and his excuses are vociferated loudly and angrily.
I have been married to my husband for 12 years, 8 of which he has spent in the Army. We got together when we were children-just 18 years old. I love this man deeply but he is very sick with PTSD. He came back from his first year long tour from Afghanistan seemingly the same. It was the 2nd, 16 month tour from 2009-2011 that has been the real downfall. Ever since getting into his IED attack, he has not been the same man.
LIVING WITH MY "COMBAT VET" HUSBAND.. THE WAR THAT IS RAGING IN HIS HEAD-DOES IT EVER END!!!! NO IT DOESN'T!!
This November will be our 43rd wedding Anniversary, yes, I am still married to the man of my dreams that I met 45 years ago. He was everything I wanted in a man, loving, gentle, romantic, affectionate, caring, the list goes on and on. I saw him off at the airport in 1967 as he was headed to his first tour of Viet Nam. I will never forget the awesome loving hug he gave me.
I would like to begin by telling you I am a widow, of a Vietnam Veteran. He was a highly decorated Marine. which including purple heart Bronze Star With Valor, and also Marine/navy commendation award with valor. After I received his military records, I knew where it was stationed and saw where Agent Orange had been sprayed heavily in that area. But, I don't think it my lifetime, we will ever get the truth, and the list of presumptive illness is a joke. He had been stationed at Camp LeJeune, after leaving Vietnam Nam after 2 tours. He suffered from PTSD, but both of us didn't understand his anger issues. Although an extremely hard worker, his anger caused him to lose a lot of jobs. His last job, caused him to suffer big time from PTSD. He couldn't get a job, gee sounds familiar, age was probably the issue. The only jobs he found were, picking up bloody dear parts as a garbage collector, or delivering coffins and lining them in the warehouse. Nice jobs for a Veteran with PTSD, he received 100 percent disability because of unemployable because of his PTSD which my then had really become severe. He nightmares would always wake us up. But he never remembered them. I went the route of unemployablity because that was the fastest way. But, afterwards I thought wow, thank god its over I don't have to deal with VA anymore. Well surprise, because of terrible care at the Veterans Medical Center, he did not even have a chance to fight for his own life, he died 4 weeks after being diagnosed with primary liver cancer. My life was pure hell,