People treating you like an adult

I am over 50. I have Fibro and have been suspecting I had it for longer than I realized. When I was younger I was a bit flighty and had trouble remembering things. As I got older, I developed tools for keeping track and making sure I kept up with things. It never came naturally.

Now that I have had a bad year with Fibro, I am noticing that some people in my life (including my husband) are assuming that I need to be told what I'm thinking and that jumping in and doing things for me or telling me what to do is the appropriate way to go.

I am always careful to ask when I want help and tell people when I can handle something (although not always as fast or cleanly as I used to, admittedly). But this treating me like a child is starting to get on my already thin nerves. Helping is nice, but it doesn't mean I've given up the right to make decisions in my own life.

This was exacerbated by buying a new car recently and having the dealer put everything in my husband's name so I needed "permission" to set up OnStar, etc, even though I was paying for the vehicle. The resulting backlash made a strain for everyone and made me realize that being out of control on so much has given me a need to have control over something in my life.

Has anyone else run into this?

Thanks.

Agreed.
I always speak up when going into a flare but....
And, I too learned to go into the bedroom and take a time out/ away. My husband stopped questioning my behavior, I don't think he likes it much but the stupid squabbling is less. He was not capable of dealing with this at the beginning, helping our daughter understand because he doesn't, etc. But, he shops and cooks. He even does dishes :)
This invisible syndrome has taught me to have a lot more empathy for others. I don't think it's given me a lot more patience but it allows me to take in everyone's thoughts and come to middle ground or, agree to disagree. These are large gifts.
I was always a control freak. I tried to control fibro but failed. This is not to say it controls me but that we compromise. I have areas in my ADL's that I control. Other areas I let go and accept.
Example; yesterday I cleaned and put away a lot of clutter. Prior to Fibro there would never have been clutter in my house! Today, there is much left that needs doing, but, Fibro wins not me. Tomorrow I will do a bit more and call my paid helper.
Together, me and my Fibro have come to an often uneasy, agreement.