When this all started, we were both sleeping in different sofas. Then I asked my W to please sleep in the master bedroom, she told me "that's not MY bed". One night I wanted to give her some space and I slept on the floor of the room.
Then I said, what the heck am I doing, and just rearranged the room and slept in my bed. It feels so good, and I don't feel bad at all because I offered and she declined.
