The dichotomy of me as aro and my PTSD husband is really interesting.

I love him because he doesn't give me too much affection. He never pines over me. He appreciates when I'm sweet in a nonchalant matter of fact way. He seems almost as if he "puts up with" when I am cuddly or otherwise affectionate like while he's sleeping - his other love. He seems to keep any semblance of romance internal and doesn't expose me to it. Thankfully! I tell him not to tell me I'm beautiful, and to appreciate my other qualities more.... so when he wants to tell me that, he says "your face is very facey today". 😁

But otherwise he gives me the right amount of appreciation - communicating moderate satisfaction, which keeps me attracted to him in a very magnetic sort of way. I hear men try to do that to many women, drive them crazy with the mystery, keep them guessing.... do they like me? And to an extent, that works on me. I do want to be liked. But also he gives me a good amount of confidence - wholesome without it going to my head too much. because I could certainly go elsewhere, but he knows me and loves me just the right amount. and that's hard to find. 💚🤍🖤