I saw him today, we went for lunch to 'talk'. We did very little of that in the end; I could see he was holding on by a tiny thread so didn't push it.
I explained again why I'm moving away and we both agreed it would be for the best. I didn't say it was over between us, although I'm pretty sure it is. He would have to get therapy, stop drinking as a way of coping and stop being abusive to me for me to even consider carrying on. I don't think that's going to happen and I didn't say it to him today anyway. He said that once I've moved we can stay in touch and see each other occasionally and I nodded. I can cross that bridge when we come to it. Today I didn't want any dramas. We parted friends.
I also got my moving date today, its next Wednesday, a week today actually. I haven't got a lot to pack and move but it will still be a busy week.
I feel strangely calm about moving, a bit sad and nervous, though also looking forward to a new start. I have visited the village where I'll be living and spoken to a local woman who runs a pottery. She told me about the community and what goes on, even in such a small village. I've also decided to join the Amateur Operatic Society in the nearby town. They do musicals! Its something I would have hated with a fiery vengeance up until recently, but now strangely I'm actually feeling positive about it.
It will be fun, I can let my hair down, blow my inhibitions away like cobwebs and enjoy being fabulous! Also hopefully make friends and have a social life. It all sounds so grown up!

Hope to sleep better tonight. Had awful nightmares about being in a sinking boat last night and woke up all terrified. Taking a life vest to bed with me tonight... .
Janey xx