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Brotherly love instead of romantic love...

This is what I am struggling with now. It's sad and it's something I can't control. It is a reaction to his lack of effort. Good guy, big heart but does not emotionally fill my needs and it seems that he doesn't have any emotional needs for ME to fill which makes me realize that all these years, I have worked so hard for something that wasn't going to make a dent anyway. He is a robot, sorta speak. He has physical needs though, and I still have to fulfill those. He pays attention when he needs that but the feeling isn't one of romance just one of duty. This was coming down the pike.

ADHD? I've never had someone think so little of me, yet says he loves me sooo much

I'm tired. My husband joked a few years back that he might have ADHD. Reading these posts, Has me thinking it might be true. He always has to be the 'victim'. Me asking him to do something, oh let's say, like watch how much he drinks so he won't fall, just turns into an argument. He's full of excuses! He always turns the argument around to make me the focus. He adds multiple topics and we never get anything resolved. He's said multiple times to me 'I thought I told you'. His latest...he said I said to him on Satuday, 2 different times that 'I don't give a F about him'.

Wife w/ adhd. empty hopelessness...avoidance?

Hi all, I've been married to my wife (with adhd) for 10 years. Things went downhill after a year or so, and became chaotic hell when we had our son. Her pills would be left on the carpet with the baby crawling around, and several neglectful other things that made me question her and my own sanity. We'd fight viciously. A few improvements have been made since then in our relationship (picking battles more wisely, incorporating recreation activities, respecting space more, knowledge of adhd's role) but we're far from where we could be.

Chalk and Cheese

I am desperately seeking help. Around 20 years ago I thought I met the girl of my dreams. She was beautiful, extremely kind and I enjoyed being with her. Even at this early stage I noticed that she was always on the move doing one thing or another, she spent money like there was no tomorrow and often her facts were a bit confused. I loved her dynamism as I am very slow to be motivated. I am very intelligent and analyse everything thoroughly and found her weird facts and confusion and slow brain a bit annoying. However, being lavished with gifts, presents and love overcame these issues.

ADHD questionnaire for new doctor very emotional

We are switching doctors right now because of a move. The New doctor is having my husband fill out an ADHD questionnaire before his appointment. It's close to 10 pages so I am helping him out. I didn't realize how hard this would be. He has been in tears several times and we are only half way through. It's asking about traffic tickets and work history and his childhood. Ugh.

Fed Up and Burnt Out

I’ve done the reading, I know the tips. I try to put my anger aside but being the wife of someone with ADHD feels like ongoing crisis, me working so hard to keep us financially afloat, and having a partner who does not take responsibility for his actions. My partner has lied, pretended we had a car that was stolen, forged my signature to write rent checks, pretended he was getting therapy and taking medication. He has been off work for the last three almost four years, to take care of our kids. Not that this was agreed to. He wouldn’t get a job so I had to support us.

I hate the instability and outbursts!

Today a close family friend got into a car accident, but it was too late to get him a rental car, so he asked if he could borrow one of ours.  We agreed to meet him for dinner at a restaurant and bring him a car.  Then it started pouring rain and H started getting anxious about the rain and driving. 

 

H and I each had to drive separately so that we could lend the friend one car.   H and I left our home at the same time, but I wasn't paying attention to how close or far he was behind me.   

 

Silent Desperation

Silent Desperation

Tortured soul. Why do I suffer for the hell someone else put you through?

I don't deserve this. No one gave me a choice. I didn't know.

My wings clipped before I even could fly.

Pillows drenched in tears. No hope in view.

I survived my pain and my past ready to bless the world with my smile

Instead I inherit your demons and I refuse to let it drag me down and drown me.

Never knowing who I will meet when I look in your eyes, is it sadness, negativity, depression, or the green monster?

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