Waking up to a panic attack around two in the morning, you start to pull at the roots of your hair, and tears streaming down your face. In response, he soothingly slides his hands under yours, intertwining his fingers with your own, and slowly detaches them from your hair.

Your emotional upheaval is so great that your fingernails dig into the back of his hand.

Despite this, he doesn't act negatively and instead comfortingly says, "Liebes, ich bin für dich da" (love, I'm here for you)