There was no way on earth my exH would go. He had an absolute belief that the house and everything in it was his and only his despite us being married for a long time.
I tried to leave twice and he threw things around, hit his hand on the wall breaking it (his hand)and threatened suicide.
In the end, I left him but had to do so while he was at work. I just took mine and DD's personal possessions, photographs and clothes, he got all the furniture, lots of which were antique etc. etc.
He was incredibly nasty and difficult for a couple of years, mainly about anything to do with finances.
I have no regrets. Hope this helps!