Well, he's not perfect, don't let him fool ya . But yes, he's very compassionate and caring. He makes me feel SAFE. He does have his flaws but I would never talk about him as he and I always talk about and work out our own issues. My husband is maybe a little aspergers. He's in the spectrum based on what we read ....he said when he was learning about Xander it was like learning about himself as a child. He is rather detached from ALL people except me and my parents. He has his reasons for feeling like an outcast in his own family, but it is a false perception and his family really wants to have a relationship and I have been encouraging him to see them more often. I told him I would go and he agreed and has been calling his mom once a week which makes me SOOOO proud. His mom LOVES him and it's obvious and she and her husband have been amazing people. So I hope he keeps up with that. I've been trying for years but he had resentments and old grudges to work through. My husband and I were made for each other. I must admit I often worry that he will get tired of it or it will get worse and he will leave. We got into a huge fight and I threw him out of the house I guess (I don't remember any of this part) but that is why he wasn't at the ER last time I went or I wouldn't have been held. But someday I might not have that....and my son said "lock her up". He called the cops on me because I thoughts the aliens sent a religious cult after me. I wasn't harming anyone and he called the cops. My mom says I just don't understand what I look like in that state. I think they were both over reacting. But I can't count on my oldest son, that I've learned. Hopefully my husband won't leave. We talk about how we look forward to growing old together and how lucky we are to have each other. Aside from the last few years when I got very physically sick, I took care of everything. Our relationship always functions because we are lucky that where I am weak, he is strong and where he is weak, I am strong. It's a balance. But I'm grateful to have him, lucky, and hope I never lose him or get worse. If I get worse I really couldn't blame him for leaving. Like when I thought he was a robot....if that didn't go away it would be hard to stay and asking too much. I often feel I'm asking too much as is.