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I am reeling this morning, I just do not know how to cope with this anymore.

The last few days I have been ill with Tonsillitis, really very ill. I have been laid up since Monday. My husband really shone in this time, he cleaned the kitchen, he put me to bed, he rubbed my legs when I had a fever. However, as I got better, his behavior seemed to deteriorate, almost as if, when I was totally dependent on him, it brought out something nurturing. Of course the worm had to turn.

I am angry.  My ADHD spouse  is sad.

We are both stubborn.

"Look what you did to each other." 

I am still not fully able to grasp this observation.  Am I free from any blame?  No, of course not.  But I am so-o-o struggling with this. . . . .  "Look what you did to each other."  I had really hoped for something else.  I really hoped for - well maybe empathy?  A bitter pill to swallow.  It will not go down. 

We're married more than 15 years. I was diagnosed ADHD 2 years ago, and accepted the diagnosis and meds. After a rough transition, My life has changed for the better in so many ways. My job went from shaky to great, I gave up alcohol, watch my sugar intake, exercise regularly, and always have done my fair share of house chores. It's not enough for my wife. She wants me to suddenly not be ADHD. She wants me to never again make a dumb comment. I'm supposed to become perfect.

I am new to the forum. Like so many others on here, I am perilously close to divorce. I REALLY don't want that to happen, but I just don't know what to do. My (fairly story-independent) questions are at the end, so you can skip the background story or read it- whatever you prefer :)

We are going on 3 years next week.  He is a good guy that refuses to admit he has this illness.  He drives me nuts!  I actually talked him into going to a couples therapy session and he told the therapist "there is nothing wrong with me".  I walked out crying so hard I could barely walk.  As much as I love him I want to strangle him 90% of the time.  He is super hyperactive from dawn until bedtime.  He is a trucker so he is only home on weekends and when he is home I am lucky to get to sleep by 2 or 3 in the morning as he won't stop talking.  He will stay on his computer for hours (I have t

Just an update for those of you that know whats going on in my little world.  My DH is leaving after Christmas, he needs to finish out the semester and I need to have a vehicle until I can figure out how to get to work (30 minutes away) without one.  He has decided that he has never loved me and wants his ex (from 10 years ago) back because she has kids and is pregnant with another that he is going to adopt.  I cannot have more children due to a medical issue and for him (after 6 years!!!) this is a deal breaker.

Hi all, I'm new to this site, but I've been reading it with ever-opening eyes for the past few days. I just realized that I am a woman with ADD and my husband and I are on our way to a classic control/parent/child situation. I am so relieved to have found this sight. All these years I thought I was lazy and undisciplined and now I find answers, people describing themselves, conversations, and situations that could be me. 

Kind of a vent I guess. I think out loud. I say out loud what I think. the medication helps stop it a little but I can't stop. I need to think out loud. I need to hear what I am thinking to make it make sense. I don't realise I am doing it its just how I think. Its harder to think in my head. My boyfriend hates it he hears me talking in another room and comes in wanting to know if I am talking to him. He also says only crazy people talk to themselves. I think that's supposed to be a joke but it hurts. I am trying to think out loud more quietly but now he says that just bugs him more! URGH!

Hi all. I wanted to come and give a quick update and say so long for now. 

I'm having huge struggles staying in the right frame of mind today.  This story is not about abuse, abandonment, joblessness, over-spending, etc., but it's like torture in that there have been thousands of these little stories in my long marriage and they just keep piling up (on?).  I just can't sweep them away fast enough to keep a loving frame of mind.