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So this is nothing new to any of us who post here, I'm not looking for solutions, I just had to get this out.  I bought the oldest son (19) Apple Air Pods for Christmas and DH thought they were cool and wanted some.  That's fine--he makes a decent salary, we both got a fair bonus, he can take calls on them instead of his bluetooth, fine.  So I stopped on the way home from work today at the Apple store by our house and bought them (they were out of stock for a while).

My husband (and the love of my life) has ADD. 

For the past 11 years, I have accepted that his strengths lie mostly in inconspicuous places: he is thoughtful with others, focused when fixing big machines, grateful for his hard work, observant of all that is going on in American politics, fun and jolly when talking with other guys, goes above and beyond the call of duty at work, full of zeal when it’s time to go to the bar to meet his buddies, super extra talkative with other women... That last one, is the killer.

I'm divorced.  Ex apparently hasn't changed his address yet, even though the divorce was finalized in May 2016 and he had already been living with his parents nearly full time for three years by then.  Yesterday, for the third time, mail arrived from the state department of revenue.

As you know I moved out of the house several months ago.  We are still married and have joint property.   One of the things I've been trying to do is to get my husband to either remember to put money into his old account to pay for the automatic withdrawals for his insurance or change the payment withdrawals to his new account.  I check and more than half the time since I've been gone, I've had to put money in the old account because he hasn't done it.   I went so far as to send him the paperwork to change the payment plan.   I even offered to help him fill it out.   I have not ever asked t

If you've read some of my other posts here, you know I am at my wit's end and that I feel divorce is inevitable. At this point, I am waiting to get some ducks in a row, which could take months or could take a few years.

Hi, all,

I would love to hear from some of you who also have (or their spouse also has) Central Auditory Processing Disorder in addition to the ADHD.  Both of my sons have been diagnosed with ADD/ADHD as well as my husband.  One of my sons was also diagnosed with Central Auditory Processing Disorder in addition to the ADHD.  It was very obvious to me that my son had it because in addition to having to repeat things sometimes, I would have to re-explain and/or re-word things.  And, not only that, sometimes when things are inferred or implied he misunderstands the meaning or intention of what is being

The following was part of today's Weekly Marriage Tips email, from ADHD & Marriage:

"I remember my own years of saying ‘no.’  I felt confined.  I felt like the ‘bad guy’ in the family.  My kids even joked about ‘mean mom coming out of the glove compartment’ one day in the car when I was particularly cranky.

You don’t have to say ‘yes’ all the time, as Rhimes did for her book experiment.  But what would happen if you said ‘yes’ 50% more?

Hello!

I can't believe I'm sitting here writing this on NYE but after a very difficult festive period with my partner, I'm really needing some support and advice from others who know what it's like!

I have been with my partner for 3 years now. We live together and have for quite some time now been clear that we want to build a life together and make further deeper commitments such as buying a place together, getting married and hopefully having children.

Our kids have adhd. My H has adhd. I’m fighting for health in this family. The wheels came off everything, and in looking for help from professionals, we realized our kids have adhd, which led to the realization my H did, too.  Cliche story, right?

I’ve been doing so much to try to give my kids a better life than what my H has lived. Therapists, psychiatrists, meds, good diet, supplements, exercise, charts, routine, etc. But sometimes it feels like it will never ever be enough and between my H and my kids, I feel like I’ve been through the ringer.