I have been with my husband for 31 years, we've had a lot of rough times along the way. When I was diagnosed with ADHD a few years ago it led to a better understanding between us but within 6 months my brother (who I was estranged from, as well as my mother) hung himself. My world was blown apart and my mental health has suffered since then.
I know I am not the easiest person to live with. The symptoms of my ADHD mean I am messy and chaotic but my childhood (narcissist mother, emotionally uncaring) mean I also have low self esteem and bouts of depression. I have a therapist who I have been with for several years who really helps me through the worst of times and I take antidepressants. My husband has retired from work and just works on renovating our old farmhouse, I still work full time as a nurse.
In the last 2 years since my brothers death our relationship has become more volatile and imbalanced. My husband is a high achiever, is well organised, skilled and successful. He cannot cope with my failures, my inability to cope with things that to most people are easy. I get easily overwhelmed and when that happens I tend to hit rock bottom fairly quickly. He understands this but his tolerance is now zero.
He is now this person I no longer like anymore and his behaviour is now nasty and spiteful. The more angry and intolerant he becomes the more I shrink away and become, what he sees, as a victim. That makes the situation worse and now it doesn't take much of an argument for him to become totally destructive. He says that my downers cause destruction and if its ok for me then its ok for him. His behaviour could be smashing ornaments or crockery, tipping the rubbish bin in the middle of the floor, walking with muddy boots over my clean laundry. Yesterday he did all of that but then he went to the greenhouse and ripped out pots and trays of flowers that I have been growing for weeks. He also told me he wished I was dead. Last week in one of his outbursts he told me to go and hang myself like my brother and do everyone a favour. I cannot understand his hatred. I sat in the greenhouse last night, with my dead plants around me and just sobbed. He talks almost every day when I am not working about his life being not worth living because of me and how he will take a rope up the woods and hang himself. I told him yesterday that my therapist thinks he is abusive and he immediately said he wanted a separation then a divorce and we would sell up. He said I had turned him into an ogre and he never wanted to be that person and he had to get away from me. I love this man but he is like Jekyll and Hyde. I know I have lots of issues but I take responsibility for my moods, my ADHD. I do not recognize the person who has done and said all of these things. I don't know how to deal with this anymore