My need for a road trip out of Virginia is now Ocean Sized.
There are real facts making me hate Virginia. Richmond is the town next to the military base where in 2005 I was raped, beaten, and denied medical care for a heart murmur. I have constantly been reminded of the most horrible part of my life in Virginia. My family refuses to move away. Just because I am making the best of a bad situation does not mean I am not in a horrible and bad situation.
When my mom first suckered me into going to Virginia we were only going to stay a year or two to help my sister with her divorce. Just to help a little with the kids. This week they are making plans to stay years longer and send Alexandria to University in Virginia, and I am not taking the news well. I had dreamed of having Alexandria go to school far from Virginia, and going with her.

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