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I was responding to another post here, and one sentence just seem to write itself, but I had to re-read it a few times... because it was powerful.  Intense...  as in, really eye opening in how simple but how profound it was to my experience.

"Right now - I am making plans for a new life, revisiting dreams I thought I would never get to live because of putting my life on hold for someone who didnt even care enough to read a chapter in a book that could have helped save our marriage. "

Hello To Everyone!

As a new member to your little community here, I would like to say 'Hello' and to thank you for all of the things that you have written, shared and expressed, that have given a 'newcomer', such as myself, an OVERWHELMING sense of... 'YOU MEAN I AM NOT ALONE???!!!'

I have been married for almost 28 years and have just recently stumbled upon A DEFINITION for just about EVERYTHING that was just SO 'un-explainable'. ADHD!!! I am wondering if the 'veterans' here can answer a question for me...

New to posting here.  My husband has ADD, I do not.  I could ramble on for hours/days/months about the issues in our marriage, but frankly, you know them.  You live them too.  So I won't ramble on, even if I'd like to.

I am currious if others with ADD partners find that they can be over helpful at times? In the completely wrong ways?

Zapp replied to another thread, and it really got me thinking. Its easy to focus on the damage being done to me, to feel the hurt and neglect from his anger transference, from his near constant rejection etc. I know what all of that stems from so I have stood my ground with him, never giving up. And now - for the "who knows how many times" time - he has stated again that he doesnt want to be married. Of course, I am not surprised - a World of Warcraft movie came out, new expansion to the game and all.

You know... The whole smoking thing... All I asked is that he cleaned up after himself.  And he doesn't even bother doing that.  

There are NINE empty boxes on my table on the deck and nasty ashtray.. All getting ready to be blown across the yard.  I have asked so many times to have that taken care of.  

Here is how is has gone for 40 years:  I invite, plan menu, buy groceries for menu, clean house, set table, peel, marinate the meat for the grill, clean up prep mess, lead, take care of the granddaughters while doing this because they usually have stayed overnight.     H is sitting in the garage smoking while I am doing this saying he is "mowing the lawn". People come to the door, he is still smoking until I am ready to call him to say the meat is ready to put on the grill.

Maybe I am delusional, and maybe I am missing the mark completely... but something occurred to me this morning when I woke up.

So - I heard this song, and BOY did it resonate with me today!  PLUS - its got Marines!  And who doesnt love them! :-)

THEY CANNOT HAVE OUR SOULS!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uuwfgXD8qV8

Days like this I want to drive away
Pack my bags and watch your shadow fade
You chewed me up and spit me out
Like I was poison in your mouth
You took my light, you drained me down
But that was then and this is now, now look at me