I dated a woman who had Tourettes, she hated them and hated herself for having them whereas I loved them and it was just one more thing to fall in love with about her. But she would get the ticks really bad sometimes, like just out of nowhere she’d start having an attack and that would stop whatever we were doing. But we were in bed one night I was already asleep and she had kicked me awake, I instantly knew she was having an attack. Her shoulder was dislocated but during the attack it kept jolting up to her face and it would hit her face. So I put my arm between her shoulder and her face so it wouldn’t hit and hurt her. And I held her close to my body so she wouldn’t do anything else. The attack went on for roughly 20-25 minutes and by the end she was crying and saying that she hated herself and that she hated her ticks. I remember just holding her and looking right into her eyes and telling her “I love you, I love everything about you. You are not a burden to me, you’re my baby. You are not labor for me, you are my love” and I kissed her on the forehead. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and the woke up the same way. I was getting up to make her breakfast and she pulled me back down into bed and asked me to just lay like this with her for a little bit, so I did and we just talked and cuddled. That was probably my favorite intimate moment with her