Today I went out to the store with my boyfriend, and not even down the street in his car, I began to feel an attack bubble up.
When we arrived and got out of his car I thought maybe it was going away since I was doing my breathing exercises and it did for a moment, but but only a moment.
When we got inside he noticed me doing my breathing and asked if I was okay, I said I felt anxious and wasn't sure as to why (I have a lame habit of walking around the store with a stuffed animal or anything soft or toy-like to ground and distract myself).
So he pulled me over to the chip aisle (since that's why we were there, he wanted chips) and he started making funny faces and saying silly things that made me feel better.
In the beginning of our relationship he always said he wasn't sure how to help, I think sometimes he still feels that way. I think he doesn't give himself enough credit, two of my recent attacks he's been able to destroy by changing my focus.
I know this may not be a big deal but I've never been with someone romantically who's done something so kind and supportive such as this for me and it just means so damn much to me.
I'm beyond being in awe and being happy with him. He makes my hardest moments a lot easier and my darkest days a bit brighter.
I adore him so much ❤️