Thanks so much for the kind words, it helps just to be listened to :-)
Although my DP has had lots of support - meds and various therapies (and is continuing with these) I haven't had any. I've confided in my mum and best friend. And I am on a waiting list for counselling (and have been for about three months). Hopefully that will help me to get some perspective.
To answer some of the questions on here: No, we don't live together. He tried to move in with me but found the pressure of a full move too much when his MH is fragile. Very frustrating for me after three years. He does stay several nights and helps with shopping budget. He is hoping to make a full move soon.
The rapist evil b*stard got away with it all. DP was abroad, was too mortified to tell his friends what happened and got a flight back the next day. He wasn't even sure which street it took place. He went straight to police/hospital here on return.
It has been very very traumatic for him. He said the shame he feels is the worst part of it...
I've felt numb to it all really. Like it hasn't really happened if that makes sense.
He has said that one of the most difficult things is that there is very little support/literature for male rape victims. amillionyears I think it would be great if he could speak to someone who's been through the same thing. I'm not how this can happen but maybe one of the rape charities could help. I will chat to DP about this, thanks.
I suppose the reason I wrote the post is because I'm really torn, stressed and feeling a little panicky. I have such mixed emotions. I feel my bio clock ticking away and driving me mad (I would have loved kids well before now, but circumstances shitty exP's haven't allowed for that to happen) and I'd love just to have a 'normal' relationship with DP and feel happy. DP says he is determined to get better because he still wants all the things we originally talked about and planned. Two years after the breakdown I've lost confidence it's gonna happen. chipsandmushypeas I definitely would want someone to stick around for me if shoe was on other foot. I just don't think I realised it would take this long.
I would be so sad to lose him, especially after we've come this far but I'm struggling at the moment. Also a selfish/weak part me is frightened of going it alone (again) and that I won't meet anyone else and will die a lonely old spinster. I long for someone to give me a nice hug and say don't worry, everything will be okay :-(
We've had a nice day out together today (car boot sale, walk and lunch). But tonight he is at a psychiatric unit (voluntarily admitted because MH not good at minute).
...I'm rambling now so again, thanks for the listening ears and any thoughts/help.