The year I spent a month in the hospital for PTSD/sexual abuse trauma, I decided I needed a vacation. I picked a hotel directly on the beach and stayed for a week, pretty much by myself(a friend did come visit). This prompted me to change my life and location. So I gathered my sister and brother and we took a week to drive down to South Carolina to find a school and city for me to live in. We found one. My brother decided to do the same and he picked another city down there. So, less then a month later, we both up and moved several states away.
I met my future husband one week before I was leaving the state. He proposed at the end of the week. I said I was still going, and he supported that. We were married several months later and he moved down with me. Been married almost 20 years.
I've deviated from that Britt a bit. Kind of miss her. She was the less cautious, more in control Britt, I have ever been.