It's not exactly the same as ending a marriage, but I finally left my role as my mother's caregiver and moved an hour and half away into my own place - for the first time in four and a half years. I was so afraid leading up to the move that I'd feel guilty, be plagued with regret. But the closer to the move, the clearer it became I was doing the right thing for my mental health and for my quality of life. I've been in the new place a week today, and I've yet to feel any regret. I feel free. I wish the same for you. Yes, there is a grieving aspect to walking away from an abusive relationship, but then there's the whole aspect of getting your life back. And it's more than worth the tradeoff.