I never really made a heavily conscious decision to leave my situation. It just kind of happened when I meant my fiance and we started dating. I just gradually moved in with him. The whole time, he was wanting me to move in faster because of certain circumstances in my home life. So, in a sense, I was conscious of the fact that I needed to leave but it was never like, "Oh, I'm tired of being abused and subjected to constant berating by my dad. I think I need to do what's best for me." Honestly, it was more like, "Alright, I'll move in quicker. Don't see why, though," because the truth is until this past year I never actually realized I was even abused. The word didn't make sense when applied to me because it wasn't like the situations I'd helped people out of in the past (at least I didn't think so). I remember that over time and talking with a friend of mine about our lives/upbringings, she pointed out, "I'm so sorry for all of the things you've been through."
I looked at her like she said the most moronic thing I'd ever heard, almost like, "What sort of soap opera **** do you think I've been through?" <(By the way, that's still my current reaction to this sort of thing). Even now that I've verbally admitted to being abused and have expressed my emotions towards it, I don't fully believe that I had it all that rough. However, the reactions I receive when talking about my upbringing are all similar to my friend's. I honestly believe luck was what got me out of my situation; I don't think "strength of character" had much to do with it.

Am I still blindfolded about this?