Kurt had been a very private person for a long time. He worked sharing a place with Mercedes and Quinn because they knew him inside and out, even if he kept walls up around himself even with them. They were still family and he could cope in that little comfort zone with them. But at the same time, thinking back to his therapy sessions, was it constantly sticking to his comfort zone that had made it so easy for him to relapse? Something his doctor had managed to flag to him in one of their recent therapy sessions at the clinic was that Blaine coming into his life was like changing a stuck record for him. Sure, it had freaked him out and set his mind into overdrive, which led to a relapse, but now that Blaine was involved in his recovery and treatment plans, Kurt had actually recovered quicker than any of his other relapses. He had responded to his therapy better too, and the doctor had suggested it was Blaine as a buffer for him that was helping him.

"That's just... a lot of people in one house. It doesn't sound very... private or anything. I'm just sort of used to my privacy. I've never shared a room with anyone before. Shared a bed..." he added, looking at Blaine anxiously. "Not permanently. It sounds like a lot to put on you. I mean, what if it gets too much? You can't get away from it... from me. You'll be living there. We'll have to share everything. If I have bad days, you'll just be stuck. I-I don't know if I can handle living with that many people. But I, um... I guess there's part of me that wants you to still be there to help me if they discharge me from the clinic. What if we live together and hate each other? What if we live together, and then it comes time to have sex, and we hate that, then we're stuck living together? Why would Puck even want to live with someone as basically freakishly nutty as I am? I have seriously flipped out in the past about people leaving the toilet seat up when they visit. I'm a nutcase."