Sad, questioning, and frustrated

Within the past year I've tried to come out to my partner as asexual twice, and later as gay (or at least questioning). All three times I was met with rejection in some form. The first was denial, the second was taken as a personal attack, and when I came out as probably gay, I was backed into saying it was actually probably bisexuality because it very much felt like he was going to kick me out on the spot in a new town with nowhere to go.

I have more of a network now, friends and resources to get me through hell or high water, but I'm still struggling to break the trauma bond and wrap my head around the monumental task of preparing to move without him knowing I'm preparing to move (not to mention being a broke college student to boot)

I'm very tired and confused. I just wish someone would come along and rescue me, but I know I have to rescue myself. I am strong, but I am exhausted.