My husband died in feb and because I am handicapped and live in a walk up apartment that I can't walk up I have been staying at my sisters. I have a whole section of the apartment to myself. But that is not the problem. I left my apartment a few days after Bill died and haven't gone back. Now everytime I think I should go back I get a panic attack. He died of a heart attack there and I am not sure I will be able to handle being there alone. Sooner or later I will have to do it. I feel like a coward.
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