Things my husband does that makes me feel safe as an autistic:
- Accepts that my ability to talk fluctuates, sometimes within minutes.
- Let’s me use my text to speech app without any pressure to hurry up.
- Makes my meals since I’ve lost that skill due to burnout.
- Reminds me of things like my ear muffs or weighted blanket when I’m overwhelmed.
- Still jokes with me and shows love even when I’m having flat affect or lacking facial expressions.
- Doesn’t touch my nest because he knows it’s my safe space.
- Loves me unconditionally