All the time with me, sadly and right now, huge self doubt.
I have it within my power to help someone I know, needs that help, but huge self doubts keeps overpowering me and causes me to want to back away.
In one way, the kind of help I can give is exactly the kind of help this person needs; but in another way, the way I easily can give that help, is most certainly not the way that personn needs to receive it and so, I am worried that I will do the wrong thing and live to regret it.
Year's ago, I was accused of making social anxiety up. Based on the fact that I was there an therefore, had to get there on my own and the fact that I speak well and dress well all went against me. She did not even allow me to explain how much it took me to get out of the front door. Very dismissive and had me in tears.
My dr now, recognises that I have social anxiety, but laughed when I said I am sure I have aspergers. Said: I have autistic patients and there is no way you are autistic. Add insult to injury was my husband siding with her, despite the fact that he complains daily with my traits.
Although a little break through with my husband. I am terrible with timing. I need exact times being stated. So, when someone says: will be a few minutes, I take that as so and 10 or so minutes later still not back. For the first time, twice now, he has just said: only be a minute and then: I mean: 5 minutes and that enabled me to say: ok, if you want cold coffee and he stopped what he was doing, because he did not wish for cold coffee. Then said, another day: I am popping outside for 10 minutes and that is exactly how long he stayed out for.
My husband is exactly like your wife and yet, there are tiny successes, because he sees the positive results with me, which encourages him to carry on in the same way.
Keep reminding your wife, when required, just how much you need to find out about aspergers, so that you can be a better husband. Ask her to do a bit of research on male aspergers and there is plenty out there, since aspergers is mainly recognised in males.
My husband has often complained that I am not affectionate enough. Like you, I am not into kissing and have to turn my face away, so he does not see me wipe my face, as it feels yucky on my skin. He is a very good kisser though, so it is not about him; it is about the action that I find rather repulsive.
I am terrible with touching too. I feel nothing and so, in actual fact, it is an awful sensation, whereas my husband is a very tactile man.