Not diagnosed but I suspect I have CPTSD from a childhood of constantly being put down and me withholding my personality for the longest time.
I have a lovely boyfriend. He’s supportive, caring, kind and he says he loves me all the time. We’re over a year in now, and I get upset because the messages have become so much less flirty and affectionate. He used to text me spontaneous things saying how much he’s thinking of me, how much I make him happy, how lucky he is etc. Now it feels more scripted and routinely if that makes sense? Like “love you very much” and “see you soon, miss you x” not as spontaneous or rambly or affectionate.
DP becomes upset when I tell him this, saying that he sees me every day now and if I want those messages back, we’d have to go back to not seeing each other every day and he doesn’t want to do that. He shows his love in other way such as cuddles and support and says “relationships evolve”.
in my head, I don’t believe someone as lovely as him actually adores me that much. I’ve been through a lot in the last year, I’ve had some panic attacks and breakdowns and I genuinely don’t believe someone could still love me after seeing all that. Like he’s only here for convenience or because he feels bad or I’m trapping him. He insists this isn’t true and he loves me more than ever. There’s always a part of me that doesn’t believe it.
He plays sport on the weekend and often, he texts me throughout to update me on what’s going on. This weekend, he didn’t much. He said he was engrossed in the game, sitting with his team mates and he would update me when he came home. I became really upset, saying he cares about me less because he used to text me during games, and it must be true that he’s only with me for convenience and doesn’t automatically want to talk to me like he used to.
I know how irrational this is and I felt so bad afterwards. But it’s like my body reacts to things like this and just confirms that I’m unloveable.
I am so lucky that he’s still here with me showing me love every day and I really don’t want to ruin it. He says I think I’m so much worse than I actually am, that most of the time we have amazing days and that it’s ok for me to sometimes be sad and we can work through it together.
What can I do to save this? I don’t want to keep ruining his days and I want to believe and trust him. He’s lovely. I’m on the waiting list for CBT at the moment.