Or more likely imo no matter how much the BF said “You’re not bothering me” the anxiety never allowed them to truly believe he wasn’t just saying it to be nice.
I’ve had anxiety like that before, I’d constantly be worrying about bothering my SO with the requests and probably force myself to wait until it was unbearable to even ask in the first place.
Oh my God! One of my absolute fucking FAVORITE things my son does is he really wants to help me cook. It’s absolutely fucking adorable. He just turned 6 so there’s not a lot that he can manage on his own yet for actual on the stove cooking, but I let him stir certain things, help me pour certain ingredients, stuff like that and he’s always so proud.