I made the decision and I moved out. I don’t feel back, I don’t feel anything negative. I mostly feel about the same as I did before with a growing amount of optimism about the future.
There were no angry words, no arguments, no real fighting at all. That’s as best as I could hope for. I wasn’t interested in a lot of bad karma. I wanted as clean a break as possible so I could move on easier.
So now the rebuilding begins. Have some pretty major signs that I’ve made the right choice already, besides the obvious screaming voice inside my head prior to this.
I’m ready for the next stage of my life.