I do hug and cuddle him (we cuddle a lot regardless) but I feel bad because I know that if I weren't so freaked out myself, I could do so much more for him in those times. He told me he was actually jealous that the other guy he crashed into had his wife comforting him, whereas with me, I was freaking out. We talked about that later and he apologized for saying that but honestly I don't blame him. He deserves proper comfort from his partner. I wish I had a better grip on my anxiety.