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Ok, I finally had enough. I cracked. It's been a good 2-3 years running, but it happened. He started another fight with me right before he went to work. I don't know why he acted this way. I seriously doubt he loves me, or even ever *truly* loved me, at least the way I needed him to. He was angry/upset/grumpy about something. I was so tired of always worrying, always wondering what the next thing was gonna be that set him off. I worried so hard and so often about him, his feelings, his well-being; and the whole time he didn't give a damn about me or what I was going through. All he saw was that I didn't fit into his perfect little world. Well I was tired of being beaten down. Maybe it was because I had already recently came out of an almost 7 year on/off relationship with a man that treated me like dirt. Maybe because I left my first ex I felt myself slowly coming back to the person I used to be. Whatever the reason, as soon as he said the words again, "You need to leave," I was outta there. Tore the house apart in a matter of hours, packed everything I could fit into my car, grabbed my kids, and headed for Colorado. I phoned my grandmother and told her I was on the way. I knew she was shocked, but she was prepared. We had been talking for a while about me moving out there and she had told me, along with ALL of my friends to leave Joey. And I didn't listen. 6 months I didn't listen and it cost me all the friends I had. So I finally did it. Left the bracelet he bought me along with the house keys on the kitchen table and left without a word.

And he probably didn't even blink over it. But I don't care. I can be me again, and my kids will never suffer again for my stupidity.