I guess I am thankful that I was so fed up with my husband when I left I didn't care if i ever saw or talked to him again. When it gets to that point it's easy to not be addicted even though it was my first time ever living alone at 54.
He did come to my farm with my daughter for Christmas that year (long story). Nice Christmas but it just reinforced why I left & I kicked him out early in Jan & never saw him again for 11 years. Had mail forwarded to my farm for that christmas trip. Good thing or he would have covered up the 2nd notice from the IRS. Good thing he was 2100 miles away when I found out he covered up the first notice. It was strange to never miss someone I had been with for 33 years but it was such a relief to be outta there I only thought about establishing my new life in a new town where I didn't know anyone. It was a good way to start the 2nd half of my life over.