ive just lost the man I love. I'm lost. I wasn't the only woman in his life, but I did not know he was with someone when he was with me. He was a man who loved women a lot. He had a huge sex drive, and was addicted to various fetishes that were often hard to deal with. He was tormented in many ways and could be very manipulative, I know that even though I love him. But he wanted us to be private, secret lovers for our entire lives, regardless of who else was in our lives. And I didn't argue, because I loved him so much...I could have coped knowing he was with someone, I know many will find that astonishing, and I'm not saying I would have liked it, nor been without jealousy, but I loved him enough to put up with it...it's the fact that he hid it that kills me. I'm feeling so much jealousy, so much anger, and betrayal because he hid it, despite my agreeing that we'd be together forever no matter what, or who. I was "irreplaceable, cherished, loved forever", to quote him, I was closer than anyone else in terms of knowing such things as his age, his birth name, so many things he seriously never revealed to any other love, even women he'd been with for a decade. He was complicated, contradictory, overbearing and stubborn, rigid and sometimes very hard to cope with...but he could also be the most generous, funny, loving, considerate, kind and beautiful man you could ever hope to know. I loved him and now he's gone. And I'm reeling, confused and in so much pain. I'm having severe anxiety attacks every day. Please help me.
I am a retired pschotherapst and a recovering PTSD surivor. As I experience the aging experience I am also experiencing PTSD issues. I believe the aging process triggers PTSD symptoms . Vulnerbility is the culpret. We are somewhat physically impaired and become more dependent on other to meet our challanges that come with the aging process.
I have been feeling overwhelmed at work lately. I thought I was making strides since the beginning of the school year. The school leader asked if I would help create the yearbook. I agreed not wanting to look like I didn't want to contribute to the overall being part of the staff etc. I struggled to figure out the software and being movitvated to make time to work on the project. I also...