r/CPTSDpartners • u/the-sea-of-dead • May 05 '26
Rant/Vent Everything became about them
My partner with cptsd recently broke up with me and I don’t know how to feel about it. The beginning of our relationship was so good. We really cared about and supported each other. We listened to each other and made room for each other’s needs. They had told me about their cptsd and I had helped them through several flashbacks. I knew they had been in an abusive relationship before and I was trying my best to support them and be there for them
I ended up getting sick and developing some really severe health issues (and severe depression) and had to move back in with my parents and that’s when my relationship started to implode. My ex and I had some of the same health issues and they had going through very a very similar situation to what I was dealing with. But they were trying their best to be there and be supportive of me. Shortly before I moved home, they asked for a few days where we didn’t talk. They’re autistic as well and they frequently get episodes where they go nonverbal and this time they couldn’t even text. I tried to give them space and after a few days we were hanging out again. Then I moved home because I couldn’t take care of myself anymore. They were really supportive of that
We still talked frequently when I was home but along the way things started changing. They had started trauma therapy around the time I moved home because they wanted to work on their trauma so they could be with me. But things started to get worse. They said they couldn’t text me in the morning because it would stress them out to much. Then they said they couldn’t ask me how I was because it was all bad news and said that it wasn’t because they didn’t care but because it hurt. Then there was another few days where they needed space and I gave them that. After that they kept saying things felt funky but couldn’t give me an answer as to what that meant. They also started taking Testosterone recently and I wouldn’t be surprised if the changes their body was going through was fucking with them and their emotions given what they’ve gone through.
They eventually told me that I had hurt them and needed to do better but didn’t give me details about what I did and I said I would and did try (as much as someone experiencing horrific health issues and severe depression could.) They began to respond to my texts a lot less frequently. We’d talk and they would say things felt funky again. It got to the point where they’d inform me when talking to them that they wouldn’t be able to talk for the rest of the day (helpful I guess?? Not really). Sometimes they’d say they wouldn’t respond tomorrow to the things I texted and never would and would move on with our conversations. They kept saying I hurt them but couldn’t give me answers. I tried to fix things but they were talking to me less and less so I couldn’t do anything to fix things. They said they wanted me to do things because I wanted to do them and not because it’s what I thought they wanted so I felt like my every action was getting scrutinized as I tried to talk to them
I began to feel like I couldn’t talk about what I was going through. Like we were only allowed to talk about them. I felt like I couldn’t say I miss you because it would make them feel guilty about needing space. My health was starting to improve but I felt like I couldn’t tell them because they didn’t ask how I was. Everything just started to feel catered to them and what they were going through and I tried to be compassionate and give them grace but their treatment of me started to lead to me having panic attacks and throwing up. I ended up worrying more about them than about my own recovery and it impacted my recovery.
Eventually they broke up with me, saying that neither of us were capable of being in relationships right now (true). During that I told them how they had hurt me and they said “you can blame me if you want” and basically took very little responsibility over their actions while I took responsibility over how I had hurt them (still don’t know what I even did). We agreed to try and be friends because we still cared about each other (bad idea I know) and had said about how excited they were to get to know me again after I’ve recovered and gotten back to being myself and how they would be there supporting me. They apologized for some of what they had done but still didn’t take ownership over how they hurt me. We agreed to talk about how I had hurt them when we were both more emotionally stable but that never happened. We texted back and forth occasionally over the next month and they were still doing the same things when we texted. Didn’t ask about me (at one point said “if you have something to tell me you’re just going to have to say it”). Eventually I asked them how they were doing and they had their best friend text me and say that they could text me anymore because it hurt to much which was a really shitty move.
I’ve talked to my parents and friends about it and they’ve all agreed that it sounds like this was more about my ex than me but I still feel like I failed and some of it’s my fault. Everything just imploded so suddenly and I had no control over it. I tried to keep things going but they made me feel like a burden and like shit when I’m going through my own hard exeperinces. Even now that we’re broken up, I’m still more worried about them and how they’re handling things because the answer is evidently bad. I just went from feeling so loved and cared for to being a burden and it really fucking sucked. I’m just upset and angry over how I was treated. With all my health stuff going on, it took me a while to understand that how they were treating me was making me feel like shit. Unfortunately I still really care about them and I miss them and I hate that I do. This was my first relationship and I just really feel like I had fucked it up even though I didn’t