I can certainly blame him, UnderINK. As a far better wordsmith than myself put it:
William Shakespeare wrote:
Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
(excerpted from Sonnet 116)
In short, the attitude displayed, blaming the symptoms of your AS for his inability to deal, reveals that whatever he's feeling, it's not any emotion I would identify as "love". You deserve better than him.
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