Iv posted before about this situation but I change my username regularly so as not to be identifiable.
7 years ago I had nothing, couldn't work (mixture of reasons) and had no real prospects. Decided to go back to Uni and managed to come out with a first class, now trained in a highly prestigious profession and just landed my very 'proper' first job. (Not a stealth boost- I was in care and a teen mum, met DH when I was 16).
Dh is older, nearly 10 years older and always been controlling. He has wanted more children (we have 2) but I have got the implant without his knowledge as I don't want to be trapped anymore. Me going to university was my way out. I don't believe he thought I could do it, and was shocked when I actually finished. I got a scholarship which paid for my professional training. Therefore, I didn't need to rely on him- it felt like he made it as stressful as possible. Despite this I passed (as awful as covid was it helped as I was at home and had time to study).
Fast forward to today and I get offered my first proper professional job. He isn't happy one bit. Got on moody, jealous and funny about me working with male members in the office. He has now tried twisting it around and blaming me because I told him I didn't need his money (£50) for new clothes as he didn't offer it to me with a good heart (he said it with a sneer) and I will make do with what I have.
I'm now upstairs with the dinner I ordered myself as a treat going cold downstairs. I don't know what to do, do I bite my tongue, use this job to get some money behind myself and then separate? Try and work it out? Or just end things now. Everyone around me is so happy for me except him! Worst of all, he tries to twist things so it's somehow my fault and I'm the one in the wrong?! (I know I'm not- I feel stronger (but more hurt) then ever.