Hi, Cherry
I've been reading this thread from the very first day you posted and came back to it every day just to see that you keep returning and talking to everyone. I registered to post just because I totally see how the thought of taking any steps towards leaving has left you frozen and unsure of what to make of your situation.
I recall the way in particular you are referring to your sex life with your husband. You have said that he has sex without your consent and that you just give in for an easy life, for want of a better term. Whenever anyone questions you about it though, you say that it wasn't really rape, but you never outright say "no, he doesn't rape me". Minimising his behaviour is a coping mechanism I recognise well.
In no way can I say that my life mirrors yours at all, or indeed the lives and experiences shared by so many posters on this thread - but I did want to just share this with you.
As a young child, I was sexually abused by a family member. I remember it with absolute clarity and had a bizarre thought afterwards, which helped me disassociate with what had happened and minimise the situation. Every time it happened, my thoughts were repeatedly the same in an attempt, I suppose, to block out what was happening. I was never asking for it to happen, but I was hoping for it to be over quickly and accepting that it was going to happen regardless.
As I got into my 20s, I was rather promiscuous. Safe, but promiscuous. One incident stuck out in my head when I met a guy for a date and had no intention of sleeping with him, so took my standard precautionary measure of not shaving my legs. We ended up kissing a fair bit and getting a little bit hands on, when he then decided to grab me by the throat and force himself against me (over clothes, like simulating sex) and say "this is what you came here for really, isn't it?". It wasn't, I didn't ask for it but because I had been quite easygoing before, I felt embarrassed and was too scared to say anything. I managed to get away but I minimised that incident by telling myself that I deserved it for being a bit of a sleep around to that point.
I am now in my mid 30s and have had to have quite extensive therapy after years and years of minimising the above, without realising quite how much damage they had caused my mental health. I told myself that because I wasn't forced at knifepoint, I wasn't beaten or left for dead, that I should be thankful. Well, NO. I didn't deserve any of the shit that took place and through therapy, I realised that I had allowed myself to forget the worst of it in order to convince myself that things weren't so bad.
Cherry, please know that even if your husband isn't staring at you in a maniacal fashion, isn't clawing at you, swearing at you, leaving you in a ditch or being violent in bed, he is still raping you. By constantly comparing your experience with that of other people, you are further lowering your self worth. You have told yourself many times that it's really not so bad as a way of coping - because you subconsciously realised that it's easier to put up with your husband than challenge him. It's a survival tactic. But you have obviously doubted this, which is why you posted on here. Please believe in your worth like so many other posters do.
I don't have a controlling husband to deal with. I am not closed off from family and friends. I am incredibly lucky. I still went through what I went through and am still learning to cope. You have been worn down to the point of defending your husband whenever posters question anything. I did similar in my own head when questioning myself over my bad experiences and stuck up for my attackers in a weird way because I didn't want to admit to myself that I possibly could have saved myself from being in that posistion - when I know full well now that I did nothing wrong, nothing to deserve what I went through and I am not at all damaged/broken/not good enough.
Please keep talking on here and please keep safe. Please believe that you DO matter, that your children deserve to have a mum who doesn't get treated the way that you do. I am not saying that you are a bad role model - you come across as a very fierce and loving mother. But please, please allow yourself the kindness of a better life. Don't resign yourself to a life with a rapist. Rape is rape, no matter how quickly it's over, how little struggle there is or if he pecks you on the cheek afterwards. However a good father he may portray himself, he's still a rapist. Your children deserve a better parental figure than that and they can have that in you.