I'm obviously still processing things. Since I wrote that, I had a nightmare the night I found out.
Funny thing, was my nightmare wasn't anything to do with him, or her, but todo with losing the good things that are in my life *right now*.
Then I've had dreams the following nights.
I'm back on sorting/tidying today as I've noticed that always makes me feel better.
I've also become aware that I'm finding it difficult to finish sorting/tidying a particular section (be it clothes, bags, a particular cupboard, or whatever).
I'm feeling everything is two thirds there, but not quite finished. I'm managing the body of the work and the hard work, but can't quite get beyond that, to the point where I can sit back and enjoy what I've done...
