The only time I'm aware of how physically strong he is, is when I come home and find that he's moved all the furniture alone, for example. I have never felt it on my body. He is gentle and careful.
He never tries to control what I do. If anything, he encourages me to do enjoyable things - "Go, you know you'll feel better for having joined in", "Call me when you want fetching" etc.
Our money and resources are completely shared. I do not have to justify any expenditure. I do have a couple of dormant accounts from pre-dh, which he knows about and does not expect me to change them.
He never complains about housework. He's more houseproud than me, but if things get too slobby and he's fed up of doing them, he'll just ask me.
In 20y he has only once refused to eat a meal that I prepared. (Justifiably - I'd tried to rescue a burnt dish. It was utterly inedible!)
We talk, and listen to each other. We disagree, but do not fight.
I feel respected, cared for and valued. I also feel loved, but the first three are more import to me. I could not be with a man who loved me, but did not respect me - and I have broken up with boyfriends over this.