Not a good fit.
I very often feel that my ADD husband would be better off without being married to me. Ten years of struggling with this disease and it never gets better and I only get worse. I hate the person I've become. I can clearly remember a time when I would never have imagined thinking or saying the things I say to my husband now out of frustration. I am not nice to him. It's so hard for me to put my anger and resentment aside enough to give him praise when he tries. I can't be grateful for what little effort he puts forward. All I ever think is that it's not enough, and maybe it never will






