I'd like to dedicate this page to my light in my storm. my husband Bob. I know that it is not easy living with someone with and anxiety disorder. There are many changed plans. And times when I was unable to go or to do something. This would be a very frustrating thing for anyone to deal with. After so many years of marriage my husband still patiently answers me "yes, Mary I'll take you home if you can't handle it. I constantly still ask him, "If I get to nervous will you take me home." He never yells at me or gets mad at me. He cannot understand why I still ask him after all of these years. He understands when I get overwhelmed at the littlest things. He praises me when I am able to do something very simple, like go to lunch with a friend.He tells me "I know you can. When I say I can't. He goes with me to take the children to the doctors. But if I get to the point where I feel I cannot do it alone, that time I do end up doing it alone. Then the fear is less. And I feel so much stronger.And pleased with myself that I something by myself that other people take for granted. When I feel like I cannot do something and he thinks I can, he is stubborn and I end up doing it. He accepts me for who I am. With all of my faults. And he never throws it back in my face. He has faith in me when I have none. He holds me when I cry, without asking why. I love this man. He is my life,my better patient half.