It’s no secret to those who know me well that my marriage isn’t perfect. Whose is, really?
So maybe you’ve spent time there lately, struggling in marriage, battling through in that part of the vows that we all like to ignore – the “for worse?”
And with Valentine’s Day just around the corner, your pain is magnified because while everyone else is celebrating love, you’re left wondering where the love has gone.
Perhaps you don’t even want to celebrate Valentine’s Day at all?
You’re not alone.
I’ve been in that place, too.
Early on in our marriage, my husband revealed a secret about past trauma that he had kept hidden for years. He had survived things as a child that nearly made me vomit when I heard them, yet he never spoke a word!
That revelation (and other difficult circumstances) led to a really dark time in our marriage.
After talking with some trusted friends, we finally sought professional help, but it was years later before we learned that my husband really struggled with PTSD (Post-traumatic Stress Disorder). Yes, the kind that soldiers get when they’ve been to war, only his was induced by childhood trauma.
At some point, I began to wonder – who is this man that I married? Followed by the thought –this isn’t what I signed up for.
