I'm feeling a tad stuck ~ okay really stuck here. I feel as though I should be sorting through husband's clothes, books, papers & such. I should be donating, recycling & trashing things as the case may be. I still cannot go into our bedroom. I've moved my clothes & other items out of there & have closed it up. I cannot even tell you why; I should be cleaning it up ~ you know that spring clean. There are many "I shoulds" in this thread I know. Except I'm not doing anything ~ something, anything is better than being stuck like this. I don't want kt going into treatment & me being alone here - surrounded by memories, symbols of those memories. I think I'd lose my mind. There is a part of me that wants to tear our bedroom apart & make it mine. Lose the bed, the furniture. Set up a daybed. A comfortable chair & lamp. There will be room to move my desk out of the dining room & into my bedroom I like that idea because of nosy eyes (kt). Do I force this or not?