I give.... I've known I've had this stupid disorder since about 1995 when the military simply couldn't handle me anymore... I went through a couple of MMPI tests and a plethora of ritalin trials (government guinea pig), but when it got to the "call the parents" part, I locked up on them and dug in my heels. The study stopped and I GRINDED along in the Army (worst place for a man with ADHD) for another 4 years... The only thing I thought was exciting were things that were "GO GO GO" which in the Army is rare. Their motto was "Hurry up and wait." I was good at the hurrying part, but not the waiting.

So anyway... here I am today at 35 with one marriage down the tubes that I have now attributed to my ADHD. (Actually called the ex this year and appologized) Multiple motorcycle accidents due to inattention and a plethora of broken fingers and noses from spontaneous fights.

My current marriage is now suffering and I am afraid that my daughter will suffer the ill effects of my ADHD impulsivity and inattention.... I've read some sporadic articles that more or less spelled out that ADHD adults shouldn't be allowed to be responsible for kids. Well, at least the people as bad as I.

I own my own window cleaning business (as I'm finding out is normal) and have a great time doing it... until it comes to the oranization and scheduling and bill paying. The IRS doesn't like me much.

So anyway... I can go on and on and on and.... well, duh, you know this.

Sorry, had to get up and fold a towel.

Ok, back on subject... I basically am "new" to the accepting that ADHD is having a HUGE effect on my marriage and more or less have simply given up and started taking a med called welbutrin SR. It seemed like it was working after a few weeks.... but then? I forgot to take it one day. Then another. Three weeks later, I found my bottle on my desk. "Oh, looky! Forgot about these.... So now I'm starting all over....

I just vaccumed my dining room.... now I'm back.... wait....

Crap.

The stupid dishwasher needs unloading. Be back in a minute.

Sorry for the delay... in the middle of unloading the diswasher, I popped off something rude to my wife and got in a fight... That of course spiralled out of control... so now that that's over and that I have vacuumed the office I can get down to typing again.

Anyway, I type fast. I learned in High School and for some reason I can type faster than I can think.

Cuuuuuuz... you wanted to know that.

Sorry.

Does anyone want anything from the fridge?

Where was I?

Nevermind, I finish this later.

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