He has absolutely no clue what depression or mania is. BUT, he knows what I need and supports me 100%. He does more than his share of housework. He gives me space when I need it, and company when I'm lonely. When I'm throwing up, he gets me water and holds my hair back.

He lets me cry and doesn't need to know why.

He has put up with some awful things I've done in the past before I was medicated, and does not hold it against me or even bring them up.

He makes me a bubble bath and brings me wine.

He's goofy and playful, especially with kids.

He is my heart, my soul, my better half. I cannot fathom life without him.