The bets thing to do, with friends or boyfriends who no longer want you, and with countries who no longer want you.
And once you’re over the grief, the missed opportunities, the “oh but it could have been so perfect”, you move on, or at least I move on, and I am infused with new energy, and I wonder “why did I even bother wasting my time in the first place”.
So we’re off. I’ll go first, look for a house, then the rest will follow.
Bye bye England!