It gets better and then it get worse. It is a viscious cycle. Sometimes I truly honestly believe working with the two year olds in my child care is easier than dealing with Mr. PTSD. You should never have to demand your spouse "loves" you and wants to spend time with you. I cherish the moments when it is good and dread the moments when it is not.

Why do  they have to be this way? We have one of those trigger moments in the staging area right now. Dh's anniversary of the event that he received the Silver Star is days away. I am desperately attempting to keep him as busy as possibly with the hope it will come and go without a major meltdown. There is always Hope!

Nakiea