When the battlefield goes silent, a new war begins—the battle of the mind. Your husband is forever changed. Your marriage is forever changed. And so are you.
They say time heals all wounds, but if I’m being honest, time has only carved out deeper ones. I’ve learned that true healing—lasting, soul-deep healing—can only come from God. Life as the wife of someone with PTSD is a silent suffering that only fellow survivors can truly understand. It’s waking up every morning, putting on a brave face, pouring yourself out in hopes of bringing light into the darkness that now lives in your home.
And yet, what our husbands need most is not our strength, our solutions, or even our smiles. What they need is our consistent, unfailing love—a love that chooses them again and again, even in the hardest, darkest moments. I know how exhausting that love can be. I know the minefield you walk daily, unsure what might trigger an explosion of anger, silence, or shame. Addiction. Isolation. Bitterness. A deep sense of unworthiness. I’ve seen it. I live it.
More than anything, I long to see the man I love rise from the ashes. So many days feel like grief—grieving the man he once was, while watching the shell of who he’s become slowly fade. But friend, this is where God steps in.
This is the place where ashes turn into beauty.
God sees you. He sees your heartbreak, your loyalty, your hope that flickers even on the dimmest days. Isaiah 61:3 reminds us that He will bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. Through your steadfast faith, through your tears and prayers, God is working—even when you can’t see it.
Wife of a warrior, this battle isn’t yours to win. “Do not be afraid or discouraged… For the battle is not yours, but God’s.” (2 Chronicles 20:15)
So today, press into His Spirit. Breathe deep. You are not alone, and you are not without hope. Your faithfulness matters. Your prayers matter. And your story is not over.
Let Him carry what you can’t. Let Him fight the battle that overwhelms you. Let Him bring life back into the places that feel lifeless.
Because with God—nothing is beyond redemption.
Life As A PTSD Wife 