I know, that was a hard thing to accept, that I will be on these meds (2 a/d's) plus several others the rest of my life.
I did not ask for the abuse that this stems from no more than what I was left with. I have been married along time, and at certain times, my spouse has flipped me some sh*t. First I felt really demeaning. It was cruel. And then I thought crap he has asthma, I would never want him to feel less of a person because of it. But the next time he did it, I did him the same way. He looked like I kicked him in the gut. All I could say was now you know what it feels like. (not quite, he had a very wonderful childhood)
So I have to take the meds. There are days I am just sick of it, but I take them. No one knows the terror you have been through to develope PTSD except another PTSD'er.
It is always good to know your not alone.

blessings to you,
red
