I love these threads.
I'm proud that I left, too. I was with X 600 miles away from my family, friends, everything I ever knew. I got tired of the abuse, and even though I was pregnant, left his ass. I packed everything I could in my biggest vehicle and went home. The following week I went back down with my brother and got my other car and the rest of my stuff. At the time it was HARD. I cried hysterically for weeks. He tried to get me to stay when I went back down to get the rest of my stuff - he's a master manipulator. It was too late then, sweet pea! My life was moving back to what I knew and loved.
I'm proud that even though I tried giving him a second chance, he blew it, and I haven't talked to him in over 4 months. I was tired of broken promises and tired of feeling awful all the time because of him.
I'm proud that I got myself a job at 5 months pregnant, rocked it, and made a lot of friends and references.
I'm proud that I got myself back in school ASAP - all while pregnant, finished this past semester with a 4.0 GPA (I'm one class away from receiving my certificate that I'll be finishing this semester), passed my 'fast track program' and took my national certifiation test last night(!) and passed!

(To clarify; I have national certification now, and will have a separate college certification for the other)
I'm proud that even though it hurt, it still hurts, and I try to forget..that I can still keep plowing along. I know that it won't be easy, and feeling so timid about guys will take a while to get over..I still try to keep hope that there's a guy out there that'll love my daughter and I without limits, and if he's not out there - we'll still be ok and we'll just do our own thing!