Oof my husband can be like this - not quite as bad I don’t think. Also we both suspect ND though no diagnosis.
I’ve noticed with him he gets in kind of a loop, particularly if it’s something he’s ruminating on or worrying about, and he’ll go round and round on it. I used to earnestly engage and try to respond, now I just kind of zone out and say ‘yep, mmhhm, you’re right, sure’. To be fair to him he does (eventually) pick up on this and catch himself and will say ‘I’m sorry im going on’ - again I’ve noticed that I have to be ruthless here and say ‘yes you are, I’m going to go back to reading this now’. Because any sign of weakness or ‘it’s ok, I get you’re worried but I need ….’ will result in him immediately restarting the whole bloody loop from the top.
I’ll also say things like ‘right, I’m pressing pause, you’ve got 10 minutes on this, then we’re watching the rest of the episode in silence’ or ‘I need to not talk for a bit, I’m going to sit in the garden and read, I’ll come find you when I’m ready to chat’.
Another thing is he’ll say something or ask a question and if I don’t reply within a split second it’s ‘babe, BABE, I’m asking you a question’ - sometimes I’m genuinely in the process of forming my first word of the reply and he’s already demanding a response - sometimes it takes me a second to process it and think about what I want to say! Drives me mad. I’ve had to start putting a finger up as if it say ‘I’ve heard you and am formulating a reply’ - to be clear I don’t leave huge pauses, nobody else in my life has an issue with my response rate.
I’ve definitely noticed my need for silence and alone time has drastically increased since having DC. But my previous job before that was really full on, loud, intense and his was not. So I’d come home and just absolutely need peace and for nobody to talk to me for half an hour, and he’d want to download every little thing that happened that day. My job is much more solitary and peaceful these days, and his has actually got a bit more sociable - so the clash is not as
I’ve also noticed him trying to start chatting away when I’m literally in the middle of e.g. helping DD with her reading, a torturous process at best. Yesterday he was doing it shouting in from the kitchen remarks to both me and her, she actually said ‘STOP TALKING TILL IVE DONE MY BOOK DADDY’.