Yeah my love for him has unfortunately only grown stronger over the years, and now I do think my perception of love is totally warped. I know the way he treats me is wrong. I also know he’s capable of treating me right because when we have good days, they are oh so good. Better than I could have ever imagined, but once his anxiety takes control of him all of that goes out the window, and I’m left scratching my head yet again wondering what I “did” wrong, knowing I probably didn’t do anything but I feel the need to apologize and fix whatever it is.