I have to go through his clothes this week. We moved out here for his cancer treatment. We thought it was the best decision. The day after we got here he was admitted to the hospital. Our stuff is still packed away in our room at his mother's house who lives out here. I have bought new clothes ever since it happened because I can't bring myself to look through our things. I'm moving home this week and I'm going to have to go through our stuff. His mom wants to donate it but I'm not ready for that. Help me. Please. I can't do this. I'm sick of people saying I'm strong. 