So.
I have to tell my dad that I'm getting married next summer. He's pretty much the only one that doesn't know yet, because he'll flip out. And I think a lot of it is the only daughter syndrome - my parents would go through this even if I didn't move out until I was 35, but I'm not coming back next summer. I'll be out of this hellhole, and god I'll miss my family and friends, but I have Joel waiting for me, and a family waiting for me in Berea, my life waiting for me, and it's with him. I never thought I'd feel this or understand this the way I do, but there it is. *content*