My DH is a lovely person who grew up in a household steeped in misogyny. Both his mother and father believed that certain things (especially bringing up children) were 'women's work,' beneath the dignity of a man. If asked, he would have definitely said he wasn't a misogynist, he believed in equality, he saw me as an equal.
But the fact is, he didn't. He saw me as less than him. He would do things around the house if repeatedly and constantly asked, but always with the air of doing me a favour. He honestly, hand-on-heart believed that he was doing everything he could, even when I was breastfeeding a three day old baby while reading to a grumpy two year old and thinking what to make for dinner and he sat on his arse all day because he was tired. The fact that I had given birth earlier that week and since then had been breastfeeding pretty much constantly while also cleaning, cooking, doing laundry and looking after a toddler didn't occur to him. It's not like he thought about it and dismissed it, it just didn't enter his head. He was tired and so he didn't do anything. I had no time or option to be tired, a baby had to be fed, a toddler had to be looked after, the house had to keep running.
I thought the same as so many other women. 'He's a good guy, I can't leave him because of housework, he's tired too,' etc etc.
Until I asked him to do one thing for me, one thing that was important. And he said no, and went off and did something for himself instead.
Then I realised (as someone else on this thread mentioned) that he was the Star of our life, I was the Supporting Actress. I would always come in second place, I would always be picking up after him. It wasn't so much the fact that he didn't tidy up, or he didn't pick up the slack when I was exhausted, it was the fact that I didn't even figure in his mental landscape. He thought only about himself. He didn't think 'cailin does so much for me,' because in his mind things just got done. The fact that I did them was irrelevant. Of course if he did them, they were fantastic, super important, worthy of praise. If I did them, they just happened to be done. So I had the great honour of being absolutely indispensable and irrelevant all in one go.
I told him I was leaving and I explained why.
He got it.
He still gets it wrong from time to time but he did get it and he has entirely and utterly changed.
But, I still can't quite get over being treated like that.