I'm so at my wits end! I've been trying to figure out what is wrong with my husband for years. We've been married for 12. In the beginning of our relationship I thought it was purly a drug and alcohal problem. He quit the drugs but was a raging alcohalic for the first 2 years of our relationship. I told him I would not marry him until he stopped drinking. He stopped, we married and now after 12 years of trying to self-diagnose him (he knows there is SOMETHING wrong with him but he refuses to go in and have himself evaluated) I am so close to leaving him. I just can't take it any more!!!! I'm sorry if I have a long list her, but I'll give some examples:
ADHA - he has the attention span of a two year old - and yet he can sit and read a book for hours at a time. He HAS to be doing more than one thing at a time. If we watch a movie he has to be reading (or talking - which bugs the heck out of me) at the same time.
He is extremely intelligent but acts like he has no rational common sense what-so-ever. I just cannot figure out how someone who not only KNOWS he's smart, but makes sure I know how smart he is can be so commonly stupid!!!
I his CONSTANTLY braging about himself to me. Not just of things he has just done, but of things he did as a child, teenager and young adult. He lives in the past as though it just happened.
He has emotion over load. He is super hyper emotional. When he is happy - he is overboard. When he's angry, you better not be in his way. No, he has never hit me, but I am the one who takes ALL of his verbal abuse. If he is sad (about his dad dying 28 years ago for example) he cries like there is no tomorrow.
He throws the biggest pity parties!
He had a 2 year affair with my best friend. why did I not divorce him????? I should have but it so emotionaly crippled me that I couldn't. Now I regret it immensly.
I am blamed for EVERYTHING. Always, it always my fault. The computer runs slow - it's my fault. He's hungry, it's my fault. He didn't sleep well, it's my fault.
He is a compulsive eater. I've never seen anyone eat like him. From sun up to sun down that's all he does is eat, eat, eat.
He always has to be compulsive at something. It was alcohal & sex , then work, then gambling, the spending, but always eating. And of course it's always my fault.
He's a MAJOR hypocondriack (no idea how to spell that) but whatever is going around - he just knows he has it and it's the worst case ever known to man. I do not give him ANY sympathy because he is the boy who cried wolf. There is rarely anything truly wrong with him.
He is in constant need of attention. If it's not because he is "sick" then it's because he's done something wonderful.
He's an absolute SLOB. He's not home very often and I just dred him coming home because it means he's going to tear the house apart in a matter of minutes and laugh at me because my nice clean house is a mess.
I feel like I'm going banana's!!!! I can't take it any more! My kids (from my first marriage - thank GOD the Good Lord didn't give us any kids together!!!) Use to think of him as Dad - and now don't really like him much at all because he's an "A-HOLE" in their words.
I can't get him to go and get help - although he KNOWS there is something wrong with him. He just left for the week again. His job is over as of October 1, which means he'll be home full time. I CANNOT TAKE HIM BEING HOME FULL TIME!!!!! I feel like I'm the one going nuts.
Here is a prime example. He's a 39 year old 260 lb man. He was sitting down trying to pet my 6 pound dog (who is scared to death of him). She ran from him because she is scared and he started crying and said "I don't know what is worse - having a dog that is scared of me or having a dog that is dead." A year ago, we had to put our dog to sleep because he was extremly aggressive and attacked my daughter on more than one occasion. It was HIS idea to put him to sleep. I just wanted to take him to the pound where they could evaluate him and decide if he would do better in a different home. Then he begged me NOT to put him to sleep. The dog was way too dangerous to have around my daughter. After talking to 2 vets, 2 vet techs and 1 dog trainer we all decided (other than my husband) that he had to be to sleep. And then I had to put up with my husbands verbal abuse about it for MONTHS. Until finally my dad and my sister put him in his place. He's been pretty quiet about it since then but yesterday was another example of him living in the past and throwing it in my face about the dog.
The he tells our dog that we have now that he loves her and will never hurt her, then he grabs her by the lease and reels her in laughing at how she is trying to get away from him. It just burns me up. I'm crying now because he then says it's my fault and I'm nutty. And he's going to bring home a big ol' mans dog next time he comes home. How could he do that????????? He knows how scared my daughter is of big dogs!!!!! He knows how scared our little dog will be!!!!!
He constantly lives in the past. Life was so much better - he was such and awsome baseball player, he was so smart in school, he had so many girl friends.. on and on and on.
HELP ME PLEASE!!! I'm going nuts living with this man!!!