My wife and daughter. They have always supported me. They've accepted some risk. Fortunately, the time I hypoed loading the car and fell into the dog food, I was able to hand junior off to mom to avoid horrible injuries, although the dog food blew up all over the place. The dog was like "???". My daughter saved me from hypos when she was like 8 (and MrsAcidRock was out of town, I can only imagine what sort of DCFS nightmare might've ensued...), Mrs. has good benefits at work, juniors pom friend with D might come to local meetup, we've always been open and cool and they help me do it.
