I've finally read through the entirety of that other thread and come up with a few more.
Used to use words like Paki and Chink. Also nigger if he could get away with it. Used to say that black people call each other niggers so why can't white people. He did stop doing it in front of me when I made it very clear I hated it, but only afters hours of haranguing me about why he should be allowed to. Thinks all Muslims should 'f**k off home'.
Used to say that he was a victim of racism growing up in Leicester (which I can believe, it's not just white people who are racist) so that meant he could be racist back to them.
Called me a Proddy Dog once (he is Catholic, I am Protestant) in front of his MOTHER who was shocked. He was joking, of course.
I write erotica, among other genres and when I was starting out and had my first story accepted by a publisher, I innocently told him all about it. He went ballistic and FORBADE me. Said if I continued it would be the end of our marriage. I agreed for a quiet life, but continued to do it in secret. This has been the root of many many arguments as he eventually found out by dint of snooping on my computer. He says it is as bad as if I had started working as a porn star or a prostitute.
Says he is embarrassed and ashamed by me. Sometimes by my behaviour when we are in company and sometimes by my choice of career.
Says he can never tell anyone what I do for a living as he's so mortified and disgusted. I've told him that's ridiculous. I am an author and an editor. He doesn't have to say of what genre. I've also written non-erotica stuff under my real name, so he can always quote that if they ask him what I've written.
Whilst snooping on my computer, he looked at where it saved some old MSN conversations. I didn't even know it saved them anywhere. Read conversations I had had with other men BEFORE I met him. Was furious with me and harangued me over the content of said conversations, one in particular which had got a little saucy. Said he hadn't thought I was that kind of girl and I had dropped in his estimation.
I have Aspergers Syndrome and he refuses to accept it. Says "You could be normal if you tried, you just can't be bothered." Says I blame everything on my Aspergers. Frequently says, "Why can't you just be f**king normal?"
Says it's okay to call me a c**t if I'm being one.
Told me once he hoped I'd die in my sleep.
Uses phrases like "your feminist bullshit".
Sometimes we would finish watching a programme on TV we'd both been watching. He would go up to his office to go on the computer but, before he went, he would flick through the channels and find something he thought I would like to watch. Fair enough, but one time when I changed his choice to something I ACTUALLY wanted to watch, he had a go at me when he came down again and tell me he didn't know why he bothered trying to be nice to me. I told him in no uncertain terms what I thought of that, and he never did that again. I think he got it.
I was selfish if I put my children's needs before his.