I'm post surgery so this isn't going to be as clear as I'd like it to be.
- "...prone to over reacting..."
I can pretty much guarantee you're not prone to overreacting at all.
I can also pretty much guarantee that this is something you heard all the time as a child.
This is something that every child of abusive/narcy/controlling/neglectful parents grows up believing about themselves, because:
- every time they dared to express a natural emotional response (anger, irritation, hurt, disgust etc.) to being abused/neglected/controlled
- every time they tried to assert and or defend their personhood (expecting to be included/protected/acknowledged etc.)
... they were jumped on by their self-serving/boundary-stomping/abusive parents and their enablers.
They were told over and over again that they are 'sensitive', or 'emotional', that they 'overreact'/have 'anger issues'/are 'unforgiving'/'hold a grudge' etc.
The child doesn't get to assert autonomy or self-hood, or demand respectful treatment - the child's feelings are inconvenient and irritating - they draw uncomfortable attention to their parents' actions and failures.
So they shame and tone-police them into smaller and smaller expressions of emotions and self-hood until they're anxious, self-doubting, second-guessing, codependent messes.
Who are walking magnets for controlling abusers.
Which brings me to:
- Now, your husband polices you, OP. That is, when you're not policing yourself for him.
OnlyTrying, please believe me when I say that I mean the following kindly:
Your life plan and relationship goals are profoundly, destructively codependent.
You intend to continue, quite literally, to spend your youth, your life, your potential, and your emotional energy moulding yourself around a controlling, engulfing project of a man who has not displayed one iota of proactivity or drive towards improving his character, life, or relationship on his own.
You keep pouring yourself into him, giving up your chance for a career/a supportive, loving relationship/rewarding hobbies/a vibrant social network, and now children - he doesn't want them, so you're 'not sure' you want them now - and all for a man who makes your world smaller and smaller every day, who vampirises any plans you make for yourself and who wrings the joy out of something as simple and rewarding as a gardening project because he just can't refrain from treating you like an idiot toddler.
It's depressingly telling that you acknowledge that he reserves the right to vigorously defend his autonomy and personhood - you freely admit that if you dared to treat him like an idiot toddler like he does you, he'd lose it.
No wonder you're anxious etc. I felt sick and suffocated just reading your posts.
Please consider intensive therapy for yourself, to work on your self-esteem and identity issues.