It hit her like a freight train. In an instant she was so suddenly and completely over it. But in retrospect, it was a slow and gradual progress. Progress filled with many people and little moments that helped the healing along. It all started with a friend who understood; someone who just listened. And time. A year sprinkled with random guys and failed attempts at relationships. Neither of which never measured up to the last. It ended the same way it began. A new friend who listened. Who understood. Who helped more than they ever could imagine.