The new house

I didn't realize how alone I would feel in the new house. I didn't think things would have gotten worse but they did because we didn't have people above us and beside us. we had neighbors but they couldn't hear a thing especially if we were in the basement.
We settled into our new house and the kids loved the big yard and all the room we had. I mad friends with the neighbor next door she was about 30 years older than me but she quickly became my best friend. we had coffee together every day. She knew I was unhappy but she didn't know Matt was hitting me. Matt hated her because I had someone to talk to. Her name was Mary. Mary and I would go shopping every Wednesday and we were always together. She was my solace.  I told her that I was thinking of leaving Matt, she knew he yelled a lot but that is all she knew. she encouraged me to get away. At that time all I did was talk about it. I talked with my mom and my sister, my mom gave me a key to her house in case I decided to just pick up and go. I wasn't sure that is what I wanted to do though, I had security with Matt he made good money and we didn't want for anything. I just could take the abuse anymore...