A close friend of mine called me Sat afternoon and confessed that for the last five years her reationship has been abusive. More mental and emotional then physical (the reason I didn't see it). I feel terrible that she has been living all these years scared and I didn't help her. I dove the hour to her house packed her as many things as a I could and brought her home with me. I plan on returning next weekend to get the rest. She is my new roomate and neither of us are ever looking back.