Few years ago a relationship that consumed ten years of my life ended. We sold our house and I ended up with all of our furniture. I did not realize at the time that the house and the furniture that seemed to be the backbone of our life together were actually the cross we were nailed to.
After five years of keeping all the furniture in the basement of my new place I finally found the courage to unwrap them. Now I am taking the saw and the hammer to objects that held me captive for years. Now I am rearranging my furniture.