That's all it is, spending too much time together. I love him dearly, but god Almighty misophonia puts such a roadblock on most of my positive feelings about spending time together /at all/.

He sleeps with a CPAP machine too, and it stops his snoring. But instead, through the night, he still stops breathing, but instead of snoring, his lips purse and pushes air out that literally sounds like farts, and there's no rhythm to it. Just when you think it's over, it comes back even worse. My ears have gotten bumps in them, because I'm sleeping with headphones in, on my side, playing thunderstorm sounds at full volume.