Elizabeth saw her parents as familar faces, her room as a comfortable space. She remembered who she had been, how she had felt, but it was so distant it couldn’t touch her.
She decided to have a self-focused life. A life in which all she thought about was herself. The Military, with its rules and strictures couldn’t give her that.
She needed to find a job, one which meant nothing to her.
It wasn’t difficult and Elizabeth began to work. The people were a blur, no more than extras in her movie.
Living with her parents became a touch stressful because of their attempts to make emotional contact and infringe on her life.
Elizabeth decided to move into her own flat.