I find them lucky in a way. Those that just get to leave it all. Yes some of them might not be wanted and are kicked out, but there are those that leave because they want to and just can. It seems like a foreign concept to me really. For me I feel it will always be the unwanted feeling but to never be let go of, never allowed to get away. So the closer that “special day” gets, the more depressed I seem to get, because I know that while they get to go. I am unfortunate enough to be tied down, and forced to stay.