UPDATE 2 after ending my engagement: how i flew into the US and moved across the country in 5 days

OG post: https://www.reddit.com/r/abusiverelationships/s/FQIrbbiXuY

Update 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/abusiverelationships/s/KYgsUGrcLw

So sorry for the long wait time- as the title states, I moved on a moments notice so it took some time to get relatively settled. I’m writing this as some handymen from Joss + Main are assembling my new bed right now lol.

I left off the last update where my best friend had OVERNIGHT shipped (please note the “overnight” part) the keys to my apartment in NYC and my dad chose a date to fly in- which would be January 9th. After posting everything online, I had a lot of old friends reach out to offer to help or get me moved. One was a friend from high school, who was 2 grades above me, and who had lived in NYC before. He told me that he knew the area very well and could help me get packed up and enjoy the city before I left. His mom is a flight attendant, so he could take a flight from Chicago for only $20. He booked a flight for the evening of January 6th.

I decided to get on my original flight home for the evening of January 4th. My flights out from Croatia were HECTIC. My departing flight from Split to Heathrow was delayed, so I missed my flight from Heathrow to Newark by 20 minutes. Turns out EVERYONE FROM UNITED AIRLINES went HOME right after that flight, so there was no one to get me on another flight that night. I was now 24 hours shorter on time that I originally was, and I was STRESSED. I spent the night at the airport and flew home, only to discover that United had lost my baggage… and that Fedex did, in fact, NOT deliver my package overnight. It was now set to come on the 6th. Not the 5th, when I flew in. I ended up paying $600 for an overnight locksmith to change my keys. My roommate was still in LA and there was no super to let me in.

I told no one except 5 people that I had flown home that day- my mom, my dad, my roommate, my friend who was flying in from chicago, and my sister. In fact, my parents were flying into Venice on the 5th. My mom and I had decided that she would send me pictures of Venice that she took but didn’t post so that I could post them. This is where the matching nails from the Update 1 post come in. I posted the 3 pictures on my Instagram story that my mom sent me that day, and kept VERY quiet. I would send black screens or blurry pics on Snapchat, turned off my location on everything, and would only post at what would be reasonable hours in Italy. I didn’t tell anyone- best friends, people I trusted, etc.

I picked up my (now useless) keys on the morning of the 6th and got my refund lol. I then went to Crossroads + Buffalo Exchange to sell the FUGLY “modest” clothes he made me wear (not saying that modest is fugly. these were just extremely fugly modest clothes). Guess what I did with the money? Got ear piercings (see OG post for context)! 💖🫶

I then RAN to my nail appointment bc it was non-cancellable… and honestly, I needed it. I ran BACK to my apartment to clean before my friend got there, because he was staying there until the 8th, when his hotel check in was. We watched “Primal Fear” that night and got Ray’s Pizza (pepperoni with jalapeños).

On Tuesday, I posted as if I was in Venice again and my friend walked me to my cosmetology school so I could tell them the situation (that I wasn’t coming back) and grab my things from my locker. That went well, and we then grabbed brunch at a cute former speakeasy. He got tomato soup and grilled cheese, I got a salad. We both got cappuccinos. I called United to beg them to find my bag, and then we went to the gold/diamond district to sell my ring. Although the diamond was natural and the band was 14k gold, it didn’t go for much at all. It was still enough to get what I wanted, which was the perfume I was supposed to wear for our wedding. It’s my favorite perfume I’ve ever smelled, and I didn’t want to continue tying it to him. Thank God I never bought the full bottle, so I could save it for this. My friend and I made dinner together and continued watching Primal Fear bc we didn’t finish it the first night.

My parents were in Turin on the 8th, so I posted with the same method as I did in Venice. I FINALLY got my suitcase from United and my friend and I packed like CRAZY. I ended up checking in with him in the hotel and staying with him, we went to an AWESOME brunch spot called “Ol Days” and we went to dinner at Le Relais de l'Entrecôte. WOULD RECOMMEND. it was FANTASTIC. we then took edibles and got drunk off of limoncello. We watched “The Mask”.

I woke up early and ran back to my apartment to finish everything up on the 9th, and my dad flew in at 2pm. My friend came over to help him load up the car (my friend is 6’5… he could carry things I very much cannot). My dad literally landed in the plane, rented the van, drove straight to my apartment, parked, loaded up the car, and then we were ready to go. We did not pass go, we did not collect $200. We RAN.

My dad and I immediately started driving back to Nashville (where my apartment is, I am born + raised here and it’s where I love) and we made it here at 7am on Friday morning. My friend flew TO NASHVILLE (also where his family is from- this is where we met) to help.

I’m going to stop here since this is turning into an essay but that’s the whole moving story. Thank yall for everything!