I have another 6 months on a lease with my husband. I'm not there.
He doesn't seem to comprehend why I left, or if he does at times it's quickly lost to the alcoholic voice pulling his attention back to the addiction.
My material things and my son's fit into our backpacks and trunk of our car. We're much happier than being in an alcoholic environment. Life is working out, one day at a time.
It's okay to leave, and when you're ready, you'll be ready. Nothing to do with finances or anything else. Mental, emotional and physical health is valuable.
I'm not looking to get divorced, some do. Space to think clearly and heal can be taken, one day at a time.