Hi all,

Bet you were wondering where motormouth typist went, huh, lol!!! I started a new job Monday and H has been home in the evenings so I haven't had much time to post. Just wanted to update everyone with how things are going around here.

I gave H the lovebuster questionnaire, but he hasn't filled it out yet. I have mine filled out and I told him when he gets his done and we have time we'll sit down and go over them.

I asked H about going to his show (that's tonight) the other day since it is close to home--I haven't been "allowed" to go to any of his shows except the ones at Malvern where my family goes for a long time now. H's answer at first was vague-he said it was up to me, but I knew how he felt about it. I told him that I asked him if he minded and that didn't tell me "yes or no". He said I could go if I wanted to, but he thought that I wasn't ready yet. "I have women flirting with me all night and I have to act like I like it. I tell them I'm married, but they don't care and some of them are downright outrageous. I don't think you're ready to handle that right now." were his words. He also mentioned my jealousy which is even worse since his A. I thought about what he said and I decided not to go--I think I'll give it a little more time (especially since he's still talking with (ex?)OW). I don't know for sure right now if I could honestly handle it; I used to get irritated (before A), but I don't know what I would do now. I wish I could say that I would be able to handle it and laugh, but I can't. Part of me says that he just doesn't want me to go and put a damper on his groupie party though so that's another sign to me that I probably wouldn't be able to handle it. Does this get better? I mean he has a job where women follow him around, e-mail him and if they get their hands on the number start calling him here at home. He also can't act like an @sshole towards people at his shows unless they just get unruly so when they make comments he just smiles. Can anyone tell me that this gets better over time-at least on my end of it (jealousy and sometimes rage)?

We are getting along pretty good though. We actually went to his brother's football game last night (just us-no kids) and had a pretty good time. I got a laugh though because where I went to school people hardly sat down at the games and most of the time all they were doing at this game were clapping and sometimes yelling. I love football and I told H that if I jumped up yelling for him to jump up beside me so I didn't look like an idiot--joking I said he could look like an idiot with me so I wouldn't be alone. Well later on there was a fumble and our team recovered the ball; H jumped up and I didn't (was watching the field and too busy yelling, lol). By the time I thought about it he was already sitting down. H laughed and said you didn't stand up--I laughed and said I'm sorry, but you didn't ask me to stand up when you did - I asked you. We both laughed and enjoyed the rest of the game. On the way to pick up the kids from my brother's, H and I talked about our oldest son (get to that later) and played around with each other joking. A song came on the radio (H had changed it to country; I'm in a rock mood lately.) and a song came on by Alan Jackson and H said, "Here's my song, we're about to start doing this one, you'll love it." Of course I started listening then. The song is a guy singing to his wife about how much he disappoints her, he's trying, he talked to God about it and God said to remind her that he's a work in progress. I noticed out the corner of my eyes that H was intently watching me so I controlled my emotions enough not to cry (sure I had tears in my eyes though) and I only smiled (one of nostalgic smiles) when it mentioned something H is constantly doing like forgetting to take out the trash and forgetting b-days. I asked H after the song if he liked the song and he said he loved it. After that a song came on that H starting foaming at the mouth on - didn't get to here the whole song, but it started with something about wanting to fall in love with you again and H was messing with my ears (one of his favorite things to do for some reason) and put my nickname - which has been shortened to Dump or Dumpy now (ugh) in where it said "you". Thank goodness we were home and I had to carry 4 yro in the house or I may have started blubbering all over him right then. Reminds me why I don't listen to country that much right now, to dang sappy and sad.

10 yro (the one we were discussing), Drupy, has ADHD and takes Adderall. Wednesday I had to take him to his psychiatrist for a med check. We're sitting there Drupy and I and the psychiatrist starts talking about how small Drupy is. RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM--SOME PSYCHIATRIST, huh???? He's worried that he's too thin and isn't getting enough nutrition and referred to him looking like a "stimulant kid". The Adderall suppresses his appetite, but at the same time genetics says he's going to be small. Son told doctor that he was the shortest kid in his class and I know the other kids pick on him (10 years old and weighs 51 pounds) so it upset me that the doctor was saying this in front of him. I told doctor that he didn't look too small to me, that he looked just like my youngest brother and I both looked before we hit puberty. Doctor went on to talk about how his head and joints were out of proportion and bigger than the rest of his body (arms, legs, etc). He lowered his Adderall, gave him some medicine to stimulate his appetite and told me to start giving him Ensure to see if we could get him to gain some weight. H and I are worried about this, but at the same time we can't take him off the meds right now. He's totally uncontrollable without them and I grew up with a brother that had ADHD, my mother refused to "dope him up" and his life was a living h#ll both in school and at home.

4 yro, Goose, is currently being broke from his sippy cups. I think he replaced the bottle with the cup and we happened to "lose" his cup the other day so he's not too happy with anyone right now.

Side note--I got to see my baby puppy today--he's 4 weeks old and cuter than anything. Mother dog is starting to wean him and I went to owner's (co-worker) house to take him some puppy food. I can't wait until he's ready to come home.

That's it for now. Thank you all for your support, advice and just plain listening.

With love,

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">Originally posted by dumplin:
[QB]"I have women flirting with me all night and I have to act like I like it. I tell them I'm married, but they don't care and some of them are downright outrageous. I don't think you're ready to handle that right now."
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First of all, don't let him call you "dunp" or "dumpy". Sheesh!

Your husband has to have the MOST HAZARDOUS profession on the boards. I mean, we have had legion of women married to cops who get the cop-groupies, but a musician??? It is unavoidable with all those tarts throwing themselves at a guy just cause he sings or plays a guitar. They swoon and carry on so after these guys.

It reminds me of a bit George Carlin used to do. He would talk about how being an entertainer was so weird because it was just his job. So he would say at the start of his show, "Welcome to my job"...then he would go on saying that in his job people applaud him and whistle and ask him for his autograph and he thought it only right to applaud the plumber who fixes his toilet and ask the electrician for his autograph.

It's all perspective, dumplin, and these immature tootsie-pops that flirt and make themselves available because they are star struck are so ridiculous. But, because they do this, for your husband it's like being an alcoholic and working in a brewery or a drug addict who is a pharmacist. Just plain hazardous work.

I don't have a clue what you should do because it seems as though your husband is loving his life style and isn't open to letting you be a part of it, like it would cramp his image or something.

You are in a really tough place because of the work he does and the pitfalls associated with it. But, that is what he does.

I don't know what others have advised you to do, and I must admit I am at a loss here. But, I think if it were me, I guess I would have to come to a decision of accepting that our lives would always have these issues as long as my husband did that kind of work. Or not.

The "or not" part means something totally against MB principles and I am praying your marriage can be saved and will never come to that. Mostly I am praying for your husband to gain insight and spiritual awakening to realize that life style is all fluff and without substance and turn to you and recommit. I pray he will no longer need outside validation to make him feel important or desired and that he can get that from you and be satisfied with that. And I pray he can resist the temptation to indulge himself with offers from the groupies.

So, what kind of dog are you talking about?

And how about finding another psychiatrist to help your son, someone with some sensitivity and empathy. That poor little kid has enough to deal with without some clod mouthing off something hurtful.

Drupy? And "Goose"? I trust these monikers are nicknames....hahaha. I'd love to hear the stories behind those names.

You know, dumplin, you've got age against you, too. When people are young and in their twenties, they tend to party harder than people like me who's idea of a great evening is soaking my feet and watching the McNeil Lehrer Report. My X husband and I were in our mid-twenties when we divorced and when I look back now, I shake my head in disbelief that I expected this man-child to be a secure and mature man who embraced his obligations to me and the family when all he wanted to do was boogie and get laid. He was a hound and immature and just too young to be settled into a family situation.

Women are usually so much more mature than men at an earlier age. We are ready for hearth and home often right out of the gate...but, guys, especially men like your husband in such a profession as yours, get caught up in the romance and excitement of the limelight and the adoration and find it difficult to seperate that 'illusion' from the real deal at home.

I just hope you can weather the storms and he is worth the struggle. He very well might be worthy of you and he might very well be a work in progress, or he could be using that as an exucse to delay the reparation so he can continue to do what he does. Only you can be the judge of that. You know your husband and you know what is in his heart. I hope that he realizes how incredibly lucky he is to have someone like you before it is too late.

Stay strong.

Catnip =^^=

LOL, first off I'm printing this post and going to lay it on the chair so maybe H will read it and realize what he has. I'm going to reply the way you normally do with quotes because that way I won't leave anything out.

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">Originally posted by catnip:

First of all, don't let him call you "dunp" or "dumpy". Sheesh!

**Well it's short for dumplin. I started as sweet, went to sweetdumplin, then dumplin, now I'm just dump or dumpy. I know what it means, but it sounds awful doesn't it, lol????

Your husband has to have the MOST HAZARDOUS profession on the boards.

**I wholeheartedly agree.

It's all perspective, dumplin, and these immature tootsie-pops that flirt and make themselves available because they are star struck are so ridiculous.

**H realizes this. He has said to me many times that the women that approach him make him sick because he knows if he wasn't a singer and musician that they would walk right past him and never say a word to him.

I don't have a clue what you should do because it seems as though your husband is loving his life style and isn't open to letting you be a part of it, like it would cramp his image or something.

**I have to defend him on this one--sorry. H was a musician (not fulltime like he is now) when I met him and I knew that this was his dream and would be at least a part of his life forever. Most of the time, it's not fun and games for him. He's the singer so he's the unspoken leader of the band. If the drummer messes up, H gets his butt tore up by the owner/manager. The worry about cramping is lifestyle is really my fault. One of the last shows I went to I felt like busting a girl's head in because she kept dancing provactively (sp?) in front of him. Before I had always laughed and it didn't bother me, but I sat there attempting to kill this girl with my eyes (figured if I stared hard enough it might work, lol) and was very b*tchy to everyone. I realize that this is just part of his job and he (normally at least) smiles, tells them thanks but I'm married and I'm going home to my wife now---BUT sitting there watching it happen finally drove me to the edge. And the two A's didn't help that one bit-now I can't say in my mind "ha ha he's mind, look all you want but you ain't getting none" and know it for certain. Hopefully I will get to that point (rather we) again someday.

You are in a really tough place because of the work he does and the pitfalls associated with it. But, that is what he does.

**I know and I married him knowing what he did.

I don't know what others have advised you to do, and I must admit I am at a loss here. But, I think if it were me, I guess I would have to come to a decision of accepting that our lives would always have these issues as long as my husband did that kind of work. Or not.

**I accepted it in the past and think if we worked together on our relationship and H worked to prove that I could trust him again (which isn't going to happen while he's still talking to OW) that I could get there again. I used to sit and laugh at the girls and wondered if they realized just how stupid and trampy they looked. Oh yeah, it's not just young girls--H gets approached by women past 40 more often that not.

The "or not" part means something totally against MB principles and I am praying your marriage can be saved and will never come to that. Mostly I am praying for your husband to gain insight and spiritual awakening to realize that life style is all fluff and without substance and turn to you and recommit. I pray he will no longer need outside validation to make him feel important or desired and that he can get that from you and be satisfied with that. And I pray he can resist the temptation to indulge himself with offers from the groupies.

**ME TOO. AMEN SISTER, LOL!!!!

So, what kind of dog are you talking about?

A minature long-haired "weinie" dog named Oscar (Oscar Mayer Weiners, lol). He's teeny tiny and chocolate colored. I used to have a minature short=haired "weinie" dog, Baby, that was my Baby. We lost her a couple of years ago--I still remember H searching for hours to find her and still miss her. She went missing for four days and then came home really skinny-she wouldn't eat or drink anything. I went to work and called the vet to make an appointment for her, but when I came home she was gone again and we never saw her after that.

And how about finding another psychiatrist to help your son, someone with some sensitivity and empathy. That poor little kid has enough to deal with without some clod mouthing off something hurtful.

**State-funded and court-ordered so I don't know if I can right now. I think next time we go in (3 months) I'm going to talk to him BEFORE Drupy is in the room.

Drupy? And "Goose"? I trust these monikers are nicknames....hahaha. I'd love to hear the stories behind those names.

**H has a thing for nicknames. "Andrue" (NOT Andy, lol) was Andrue or Drue until Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame came out a couple of years ago. He then became Drupymoto (sp????) and now he's just Drupy. "Jasper" is Goose because H has a brother that called him a goose one day and Goose and baby thought it was the funniest thing and laughed walking around saying "Goose" at a year old---he's been Goose since then.

You know, dumplin, you've got age against you, too. When people are young and in their twenties, they tend to party harder than people like me who's idea of a great evening is soaking my feet and watching the McNeil Lehrer Report. My X husband and I were in our mid-twenties when we divorced and when I look back now, I shake my head in disbelief that I expected this man-child to be a secure and mature man who embraced his obligations to me and the family when all he wanted to do was boogie and get laid. He was a hound and immature and just too young to be settled into a family situation.

**If H reads the post I printed, he will laugh. I just asked him the other night when he thought he would mature and stop acting like a hormonal teenager--he wasn't really doing anything except making stupid comments about sex every five minutes. H's reply was, "Never, I hope." H doesn't really party though; I guess he sees enough of that at work (He doesn't allow band to drink while they are working because they are on the job and this is his self employment business.) And he's gone from home just about every weekend so he really wants to stay home. I'm more of the runner here, but it's not partying. My running is going to visit family mainly. His biggest problem is what I call "Sex on the brain" constantly. He literally drives me crazy at times when I try to talk to him (just normal everyday conversation stuff) and he turns everything I say around to a sexual comment.

LOL, I have no idea who McNeil Lehrer is though...

I just hope you can weather the storms and he is worth the struggle. He very well might be worthy of you and he might very well be a work in progress, or he could be using that as an exucse to delay the reparation so he can continue to do what he does. Only you can be the judge of that. You know your husband and you know what is in his heart. I hope that he realizes how incredibly lucky he is to have someone like you before it is too late.

**I really think he is a work in progress and I still see the "old" H sometimes--more frequently now. I just wish he would get his head out of his behind about OW and possible OC. You are so sweet to me, thanks. I do know he realizes some things, but he is a very negative person at times and tends to see the bad before the good--of course, I'm the opposite (except for when it comes to OW).

[QB]</font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">Thanks catnip for your wonderful insight.

H came in tonight around 1:00 a.m. and made a comment about he had discovered that you could have three orgams in one day. I told him that I didn't think that was funny and those remarks hurt me. His reply was I was only joking. I told him I didn't find it funny in our situation and he said what situation now (duh??? the same damn one). I told him, "Well for starters you may possibly have a child by another woman." He said thanks for shooting me down (he's very embarassed by this). I said, "Well when you make comments like that with our situation you shoot me down." He apologized and I told him that I forgived him.

H then started telling me about this girl at the club. I told him that I know about the girls at clubs and I really didn't want to hear it right now. He said that I should because he told her no and came home to me. I told him that I'm not going to doing flips because he did what should be expected of a husband. I also said that I was glad that he did turn her down and I was glad he came home to me. H said, "Well considering our situation, I would think that it does deserve praise." I don't remember what I said right then because the thought of slapping him upside the head was running through my brain. Whatever it was he took it and it didn't start a fight--lol. H started talking about this girl again after a few minutes and stopped. I told him if it bothered him that much to go ahead and tell me.

H went on to say this "whore" (his words) came up to him in hip hugger jeans with her thong panties showing above the pants. I rolled my eyes and said, "Yeah, that's the style now." We had a short discussion over that because he had never seen it before. He went on to say that she came up to him and said, "I'm shy, but I'll talk to you." H said that he told her, "Yeah, I'm sure you're really shy" and walked away. I just said okay. I'm sorry, but I don't see giving kudos for walking away from obvious trash.

I, finally having the nerve, brought up something that had been bothering me. I have problems giving him adoration because 1. he gets so much at his job and I don't want his head to swell up and blow apart (didn't say this part, lol) 2. he's always making comments about how sexy he is (ugh) and 3. when I do give him a compliment he usually has a smart [censored] comment like "Yeah that's what she said" or "I know". H said that when he said that it was his way of saying thank you--huh? I said, "Well why you can't you say thank you like a normal person?" H said he wasn't normal, he was abnormal. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Eek!]" src="images/icons/shocked.gif" /> I had to laugh at that one!! H went on to say that when he gets adoration from women and men at work it means very little (holding his fingers about an inch apart), but when he hears them from me that's all the world to him (spread his fingers wide apart). I looked at him and said, "Okay, I understand that, but when you make comments like yeah she said that it makes me feel this big" and mimicked his one inch finger spread. I told him that it felt like the compliment was being thrown back in my face and not accepted. H said that he didn't mean it that way and to remember that it means the world to him when I compliment him (or give him adoration). H said he loves playing with me and he loves trying to drive people crazy--remember this is the man that invented his own game called "Aggravation, Irritation". I told him it was funny at times, but he had to be very careful because he sometimes crossed the line between funny and downright rude.

I told him I had printed a post that I wanted him to read and he said he would, but he was tired right now (around 2:30 in the morning) and he has to get up and be ready to go by 10:00 in the morning. I massaged his feet for a little while (baby needs a new pair of boots, lol) and then INITATED SF (says I never initate it). LOL, of course, H went to sleep shortly after. MEN!

Oh yeah, he's going to OW's state today so everyone wish me luck and strength. Thank goodness they aren't staying--H said that he didn't ask for rooms even though he could have because he didn't think this would be a good time for him to be staying there. I'm glad he took the time to think of me and my feelings on this one (at least that's what he told me) even though I know he hates driving 3 1/2 hours in the middle of the night after playing half the night. I did tell him the other day when we were arguing that I bet she'd be there and he said he doesn't think so. I hope I'm wrong, but he also made a comment about he hasn't even seen this child yet (to which I replied, "So"). My response stunned H and he repeated, "So?" I said, "Yeah, so, you don't even know if it's yours or not; there's no need IMO for you to see it until you know. H was mad at this time though so I don't know. I know she can't bust up in the club with the baby, but I wouldn't put it past her to be outside the club waiting for them when they get there. Gotta stop for a while before I worry myself into a frenzy. Everyone pray for me to have the strength not to LB before he leaves.

I like the way you banter with your husband and cleverly rebutt his remarks. I have found a man appreciates what between a woman's ears as much or more as what is between her legs.

You are a work in progress, honey, and I predict when you are in your thirties, you will be the three D's...desirable to distraction, devastating and dangerous.

You're "GOOD" for a young pup.

Catnip =^^=

Thanks for the vote of confidence, Catnip. I've always had a smart mouth on me and learned to hone it after high school-worked at a Waffle House on the graveyard shift so I had to learn to banter with the drunks and partiers. I loved it because I could "mouth" them and they'd just laugh. Doesn't hurt that I'm only 5'2", small and look much younger than my age (still get id'ed for cigaretes) so most people look at me like an "impish little girl" even though I'm 26.

The only way I can get a point across to H is to banter and what I call "play tennis" with his remarks. If I try to talk serious, H usually blows me off by throwing out stupid hormonal teenager comments.

I love that line "desirable to distraction, devastating and dangerous". Hmmm, I guess I'll have to try to find a way to slip that one in a conversation now, lol. Hope you are having a good day.

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">Originally posted by dumplin:
<strong>H came in tonight around 1:00 a.m. and made a comment about he had discovered that you could have three orgams in one day. I told him that I didn't think that was funny and those remarks hurt me. His reply was I was only joking. I told him I didn't find it funny in our situation and he said what situation now (duh??? the same damn one). I told him, "Well for starters you may possibly have a child by another woman." He said thanks for shooting me down (he's very embarassed by this). </strong></font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">You have to impress upon him that what he did and what has happened is the VERY WORST THING POSSIBLE THAT CAN HAPPEN TO A MARRIAGE. That there is NOTHING that compares to it except loosing a child. Nothing. He has to understand the depth and breadth of the excruciating pain involved with infidelity is so staggering that the damge takes years of sensitive and unselfish focus and recommited love and devotion. The production of a child from an affair SQUARES the already deeply painful discovery of the affair and makes it almost unbearable.

His cavalier attitude and inappropriate joking around is his defense mechanism because it is such a despicable thing to have to face...you have to acknowledge that you have ruined the lives of your wife, your children, extended family, friends and then bear the knowledge that people have lost respect for you and see you and think of you differently. To make jokes seems to minimize the damage, but it doesn't. It just insults the Betrayed.

He needs to be educated because this is no laughing matter. I think he knows that though...

Catnip =^^=

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">Originally posted by dumplin:
<strong>Hope you are having a good day.</strong></font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">It's too soon to tell...it's only 9 AM where I am and I've only had one cup of brew.

Catnip =^^=

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">Originally posted by dumplin:
[QB]He said that I should because he told her no and came home to me. I told him that I'm not going to doing flips because he did what should be expected of a husband. I also said that I was glad that he did turn her down and I was glad he came home to me. H said, "Well considering our situation, I would think that it does deserve praise."

=^^= It must be universal...apparantly Waywards expect praise for common decency and actions that should be just a matter of course.

I, finally having the nerve, brought up something that had been bothering me. I have problems giving him adoration because 1. he gets so much at his job and I don't want his head to swell up and blow apart

H said that he didn't mean it that way and to remember that it means the world to him when I compliment him (or give him adoration).

=^^= There are excellent ways to show you admiration to your spouse (thus fulfilling one of his Emotional Needs) without gushing and making them think they are more than they are. I mean, there are consequences for their bad behavior and rewards for good behavior, and acknowledgements for worthy and admirable traits like unselfishness, kindness, empathy, integrity, maturity etc. Soemtimes just seeing the admiration in your eyes has a bigger impact than words that could ring hollow.

Catnip =^^=

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Don't have long to post and hope I don't miss something--if I do I'll come back later and fix it.

1. I shouldn't praise him for doing what is right and should be expected?????? I don't think I should; wondering about your opinion.

2. How can I express this to him without him feeling like I'm shoving it in his face? "You have to impress upon him that what he did and what has happened is the VERY WORST THING POSSIBLE THAT CAN HAPPEN TO A MARRIAGE. That there is NOTHING that compares to it except loosing a child. Nothing."

3. Give me some examples on adoration please. For some reason, the only thing I can think of is thanking him when he does something for me and telling him that I find him sexy (don't want him only to hear this from barflies).

4. Yuck, coffee, lol. I have never acquired the taste for coffee, but I love my Diet DP first thing in the morning-hee hee.

Gotta get H up now so he can head out (to her state, ugh) and go get a part for my Jeep. I'll be back on in a little while so don't leave me hanging peoples........

Dumplin,
I read that your oldest son is on adderall for ADHD. So, is my 6 year old daughter! Funny, she just went to her checkup not to long ago and the dr. said she grew but did not gain any weight. I said that she eats. I do not think that her appetite has been affected. I do not think she is skinny but H does. The docotor said just to make sure she is eating.

Dawn

dumplin,

My son just went off Adderall---he was on it for about 8 months. He didn't have a horrible issue with the weight (although he's the smallest in his 7th grade class, and it's NOT genetic), but he had issues with meltdowns and anger. We're trying Concerta again, and that seems to be doing a good job. He's been on Ritalin, Concerta (he got headaches last time), and the other capsule time-release methylphenidate (I can't remember the name). A lot of time you just have to keep an eye on things and be willing to switch if there are problems starting.

Dawn,

My son is on the extended release kind of Adderall. He takes one pill in the morning and it lasts 12 hours. Psych told me when he prescribed it that he probably wouldn't eat lunch. I made sure he had a good breakfast and good dinner (if I could get him to eat before 8:00 I thought I was doing good). The psychiatrist prescribed a med to increase his appetite and it seems to be helping; also started him on Pediasure. I'm making an appointment with his regular physician on Monday to get a second opinion because I do think that alot of it is genetics. But at the same time, he hasn't really changed in size over the last year--same size shoes, pants, everything.

K,

"but he had issues with meltdowns and anger" - my S has a lot of problems with anger also - has been diagnosed with Obstinate Defiant Order before - does Adderall have something to do with this anger? I've never heard of Concerta. S has been on Ritalin before also, but it "zombified" him and we had him switched to Adderall.

Thanks for the support!!!