I am back from being out all day. Having read all the comments this morning, I put on the dress. As soon as I stepped out of the front door, a neighbour complimented me :-) DD2 was delighted when I picked her up from school as she had helped me choose the dress.
I need to be more robust and buy my own clothes, ignoring negative comments. I am neither a child nor arm crumpet.
I agree with the poster who said that DH sounds like a typical alpha male, rather than an emotionally abusive person. This is absolutely spot on. He is a high achieving perfectionist and expects me to be the same. Unfortunately, housework is not my forte, and I do not have DH's stamina, so I have decided to employ a cleaner for more hours and not feel guilty about the money even when I am not working.
I am belatedly aware I have helped mould DH into the man he is by setting the pattern where I have expected him to do nothing.
I had a wake up call a few years back when I collapsed from exhaustion (I was working full time back then and had been working late for the whole of the week before as my DH was on holiday with the children leaving me free to catch up on hours at the office, including an all nighter). Luckily I was in the hospital when my heart actually stopped.
The doctors sent me home on the basis that there would be someone to accompany me and look after me. DH told me on the phone to grab a cab as he would come home separately from the office. When he got home several hours later he didn't even put his head round the drawing room door (which is the closest room to the front door and as far as I had been able to get with the help of the cab driver) to see if I needed anything. I was so grateful that DD1, then aged 10, soon came home from school and fetched me a drink of water. It may sound melodramatic, but I honestly thought I could die there on the sofa as I could not get up without massive chest pains let alone walk ( I guess I should not have really been discharged but was too weak to even get to a phone to sort out checking myself back in again, or actually to think straight and I kept being sure that DH would soon come down to check on me).
I have not been able to erase DH's behaviour from my mind. He is aware of this and says it is grossly unfair as he has never claimed to be a good nurse, is hopeless with ill people, and had misunderstood how sick I was, assuming I just being weedy (yes that would explain the blue light transfer from one London hospital to another more specialised one)....and there had been a very big football match just starting when he had got home and the large TV was in a different part of the house.
I need to have a think and a talk with DH as to how we get out of this pattern of behaviour. Not sure it will work but I need to give it a go. Fundamentally, he is a kind hearted and fair man even though I have just told you all the bad stuff!!
Sorry, I have gone off the track of my original post but honestly I am amazed that everyone seems to live so differently and it has given me cause to reflect.
I had better go and change my name now!!!