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I don't know where to begin to talk about a book I read the last two days.  it is called "Refuse to Choose" by Barbara Sher.  She's been helping people for years to find their passions in life and to act on them.  She goes into great detail about people she terms

My husband of 15 years was diagnosed with ADHD two years ago.  We have been to counseling for about a year, but continue to have the same issues.  The latest issue is his expectations of me.  Last night, he approached me at 11:30 at night,when I was already in bed and asked me if he could use my car at 8:00 am the next day for a meeting that he had.  His car was being repaired and he forgot to call the mechanic to see if it would be ready in the morning.  Suddenly he wanted it to be my problem.  I told him that he could not use my car because I had to take our kids to soccer at 9:00 (which

When my newly-diagnosed ADD husband and I were at our marriage counselor this week, I was a little surprised at how matter-of-factly she spoke to him about his passive aggressive behavior.

I never thought about it before. And I felt really stupid. He is. And over almost 24 years, I was pulled into the role of, first, the person who didn't want to "rock the boat," and then eventually the person who expressed the anger and bitterness. I was trying to be a good wife. I let him change who I was. Who I am.

I have been married to my husband, John who has ADHD and possibly also Asperger's Syndrome for 3 years and we have a 2 year-old daughter together.  Though there are so many struggles being married to someone with ADHD, but I think that the hardest part of all is that most other people don't understand and can't relate.  It's hard when family members and friends turn their backs on you because they think you are just married to a loser, loafer, etc.  It adds so much hurt to someone who is already struggling when the people they love and try to find comfort in give them the cold shoulder.  At

Hello there, I'm new to the site... but not a stranger to ADD/ADHD.  I've been just coming to a point of pure exhaustion on top of becoming an mean mommy and nagging wife.  I read many of the forums and blogs and thought i would throw my nickles and dimes in....

Warning: A negative post about ADHD and my hate for it, not my fiance

I officially think I can no longer live with my fiance's ADHD. Even a few weeks ago my best fried, who loves my fiance, made the observation that I never seem happy and that I should consider whether or not I can live with his ADHD.Yesterday I got my answer....

I am a newbie. My wife was diagnosed with ADHD recently and we have been married for less than a year. One of the things that troubles/concerns/frustrates me is that (among other things) she often makes inappropriate comments which many a times sounds awkward and rude. Her comments makes me wonder whether she thinks about what she says. When I ask her about her comments, she says that it is all logical and ok to her and she gives a long winded explanation as to why she is right. Even that sometimes doesn't always makes sense.

I have read and learned alot from the post here so here my shot at getting help I hope.  I have been married for 7 years and was diagnosis with ADD 3 years ago, but I am 38 years old and grew up with people calling me lazy and dumb.  So it was a greatt relief to have some reason that caused some of my problems.  But even though I have been doing better since the med's and others in my life see it also, the damage i did to my wife and family may have been to much, because my wife thinks she wants a divorce.

Hi there,

My name is Cesca and I am brand new today.

My husband and I are both 45 years of age, marrried for almost 8 years  with one son aged 7.

My husband has undiagnosed ADD/ADHD.

The reason I know this is because his actions (or lack of actions)  match exactly so many other posts on this forum.

Our son has just been diagnosed with ADHD. Does my husband care?  Of course not. He is denies that there is anything wrong with our son. He says that I am silly to push for answers when all boys act like our son and he acted just like that at age 7.

I hear a small voice inside me accompanied by an almost imperceptible tug at my stomach, that says, “I think you’ve made it, Rita. I think you understand now and are closer to the truth.”

I had expected him to be home by five and it was a little after six in the evening. He was still at work, looking for his glasses.