Mind-Melt- I'm so sorry to hear that happened to you, that must be awful.

What you are doing isn't irrational at all though, it's completely normal in fact. Some of my friends who have died in war, years ago, I still call their phones sometimes expecting them to pick up. Other times I'll call just to hear their voicemail (the ones who didn't have the automated message.) And I saved all the voice mails they ever left me, and I listen to them often, because it's like they're still there. One of them, I always expect him to just walk into the room one day and be like "just kidding!" Of course you and I both know that won't happen, but it's human nature to hold on to that little bit of hope. Completely normal. I don't think what you're doing is irrational or weird at all
Ixchellian- Right, I've met quite a few fellow war vets on here so far, who are all going through their own struggles with PTSD. As far as combat related PTSD goes, I completely blame the military's tactics. They're sending these people on back to back deployments... apparently the 13-month, 3-deployment quota rule went out the window and now they're just sending the same people as many times as they want, for as long as they want. Of course if someone is susceptible to PTSD, they're gonna get it anyway... but come on. Three 6 to 15 month deployments back to back? With only a month break in between? They need to stop doing that, I feel like the severity of some of these vets' and current servicemembers' PTSD would be much less severe.
Anyway, a little update on my PTSD. Apparently it's worse than I thought. I've never been properly seen for it before, I mostly tried to deal with it myself and I thought I was doing a good job at it, but... nope. Turns out I'm just making it worse. I had to go to an addiction specialist yesterday, he's trying to help me get off opiates and xanax. It was my first time seeing him and I had to answer a lot of questions about my past drug history. After that I had to answer a lot of questions about my past, I told him about how I was sexually abused by both my neighbor and my brother when I was younger, about how I was raped in the military, about my experiences IN the military, and about the time I was held at gunpoint. And then he asked me how I react to those things today, I said "I don't know, I feel sort of numb to a lot of them." And then he said something that made a lot of sense. He said, "Have you ever taken into consideration that there hasn't been one day where you haven't been on some sort of drug since you were 14 years old?" And I said yeah, and he asked me why I thought that was. And then he was all, "That's the age at which you were molested by your brother, right?" And it all made sense. I've been self-medicating my earlier experiences of PTSD since I was 14, and the events that have worsened my PTSD since then have caused me to just keep tacking it on. He also said that my PTSD was extremely severe, and that he can't take me off the opiates until I get counseling under my belt, because "What do you think is going to happen if I take you off the opiates? You've been bottling up all of these traumatic experiences, numbing your feelings, for the past 9 years. If I take you off the drugs right now, it's just going to open up a floodgate and you're going to be overwhelmed and I have no doubt that you're going to relapse. You might think you're okay, but the truth is that the underlying issues are still there and they haven't been effectively dealt with. You need to learn some coping skills before I take you off of anything." So there I was, thinking that I had successfully lessened the severity of my PTSD all by myself and that I'd even gotten over a few of the things that caused it... but nope. Turns out all I've been doing is inadvertently ignoring my feelings through drugs and that I've just made my PTSD worse by not dealing with it.
And it actually all made perfect sense... I never really thought about it that way before. I'd always thought I had been doing drugs and drinking because it was fun, I mean I was 14 and young... that's what everyone does at that age, right? And I thought I got addicted to the opiates just because I was on them for so long. But in reality, my "doing drugs and having fun" phase should have ended a long time ago. Except it never did. Ever since I was 14, I was on something every day... whether it was cocaine, meth, mushrooms, weed, alcohol, ecstasy, benzo's, or opiates. And that's not normal, to go through 9 years of life without being sober even ONE day. The only time I was sober for any length of time from ANYTHING was when I was in rehab for 30 days when I was 17... and even then, not really, because one of the outpatients would bring alcohol in a soda cup sometimes and we would all drink it at AA meetings (yes I know how horrible that sounds but I was 17 and stupid so fuck it.) And now that I think about it, a lot of the appeal that drugs had over me WAS the fact that they cancelled out negative emotions. And especially the opiates, when I think about it now. The opiates just completely numbed me to everything, I didn't think about anything traumatic, I don't think I ever even cried while I was on them... it's like I forgot how... and I liked it, because I was just happy most of the time.
So even though it seems my PTSD isn't going away anytime soon and that it never has, I'm happy that my addiction specialist aided me in having that epiphany yesterday. Because at least now I know what I'm doing and can take steps to fix it.