Left in the middle of the night

I did it.. I’m free. I left in the middle of the night, early Thursday morning. He was mad at me again for some nonsensical reason and stormed upstairs. I waited a few hours before deciding to go up. Got to the top of the stairs to see the bedroom door closed with my blanket and pillows on the floor outside. It may seem insignificant, but it was in that moment that I decided I had had enough.

I also had an opportunity. He doesn’t leave the house, only goes to sleep when I go to sleep, he (legally, but still) owns weapons, etc.. I knew it would be a long while before I got that opportunity again, if at all. So I packed some of my things, packed up our cats, put everything in my car and drove to my parents’ house.

It’s been 3 days and I don’t miss him at all. I don’t even think about him, tbh. I’m just happy to be gone. Saw an attorney yesterday and am now in the process of filing for divorce. I can’t wait to live my life FOR ME