(I don't honestly know if many people remember or care. I will just type this out here anyway because maybe someone does. Drawing attention to myself has always made me uncomfortable and part of me doesn't want to type an update but maybe someone is concerned or wondering.)
After my post last month here about abuse I wanted to give an update to my situation. After the entire situation with a lot of back and forth, they admitted they weren't right to say the things they did. At first, they were going to move out for a while on their own while we figured it out. During the calm period, we were able to interact like we always had with humor and love. I realized I didn't want to lose everything we had up until now (we're nearing 5 years at this point). I made a tough and probably controversial decision, I decided to leave with them. At 27 I was still living at the house I always had with the people I always had. It was time to leave.
We found an apartment closer to our works (it took us 50 minutes to each drive to our work regularly, now it's about 20 minutes). We figured a budget that won't actually sap away our monthly income. We both got raises in this month adding to around 5K more/year. We packed last Thursday and Friday and moved the stuff on Saturday. I arranged most things to be done to relieve any stress. Sunday while we were arranging stuff some of the same old things are said. I hold steadfast as best I can but still am hurt. When they leave to go do something for a few hours (it was a necessity) they text me to apologize after only a half hour. Usually to get them to apologize it's like pulling teeth; I need to almost ask for it and sometimes I have. It also tends to happen long after the damage has been done. This time it was with no demand or question, they acknowledged that it wasn't ok and quickly which actually makes me happy.
Yesterday we spent time getting things we definitely need for the house. Fridge (not coming until Friday), trash cans, dish soap, laundry stuff, etc. The apartment is almost unpacked but we are without Wi-Fi, a fridge, a couch, etc. Stuff we will acquire in time.
I had made the decision to go and do grad school. I found out that my college only does grad school for my subject every Fall. It's entirely too late to apply for this Fall. So I will have to wait until next Fall. We have a year lease on the place and I'm going to build my scholarly resume to hopefully get accepted for next year (can't apply until March or so). If I find something else in my field in the meantime I'll try to get it.
I'll understand if you think I'm just out of my mind. But I've never taken a risk as big as this ever so far, so I'm hoping it goes alright. I'd be curious to know what you may think. I'm optimistic for the future.