This is really long. I'm sorry. If I cut bits out then, I'll end up adding them (drip feeding) later, so it's all here. Or all the pertinent parts. Wish I could make it shorter!
DH (H from now on) told me yesterday that of course I wouldn't have a career married to someone with his job, in a tone that indicated I was incredibly stupid for ever having thought it possible. I never knew that he thought that when I signed the marriage certificate, I was giving away my future to him and his career goals. And actually, partners of people with his job do have careers, they just have to manoeuvre a bit around their partner's job, but it is definitely possible.
In relation to me not having a career he also came out with the gem, "But you wanted kids!" After I picked my jaw up off the floor, I said "You're a father". He just shrugged.
Said that his view of marriage came from his parents (fair enough). He's said this before. His father was a banker and mother a teacher, so I was always a bit confused by how this was relevant (she had a career) and he never went further with explanation. Yesterday he added that of course I would do all the child-rearing and related tasks, because that's what his mother did. He would "help out" when he had time.
Not knowing any of this, I having been working really hard to try and forge a path. Including learning a foreign language. I have been doing an Open University degree for 7 years (I'm in my second year off due to burnout from home life - ie him). I initially wanted to go to a local uni (we're abroad), but he refused to allow childcare in the extra hours outside creche time that I'd (we'd) need. We could have afforded it, but he said we couldn't and that was that. So, undeterred, I went with the OU because I'd heard it was good and unlike the local uni, I could study part time. This meant that rather than a 3 year degree and a 1 year masters, (which is required here for basic qualification), I've had to study 6 years part-time, which has extended because of these burnouts (literally unable to walk from the stress he has brought - and unlike work burnout, I can't take time off from the stressor, because it's at home). Had he allowed extra childcare in the beginning, I'd have been qualified and working by now. He views me as less than him because I don't bring in an income. But I thought that 'lesser than' was only about the money. I hadn't realised my sex was a problem.
After I heard all this, my legs turned to jelly. I tried to eat to get some energy. I think I was in shock. I then got so cold (it's been warm here) and ended up fully clothed under two blankets to keep warm and then slept a bit. Today I'm really unable to focus. I couldn't make it home before crying on the morning school run.
I am already in the process of divorcing him. I wanted this to happen years ago, but he's basically refused to move out and due to a number of legal issues related to being a foreigner, there's been nothing I can do. The reason for not leaving was - and he told me this - that he needed me for childcare. That translates to 'free' childcare. So, I guess nobody needs to tell me to leave him, because I am already trying!
But I can't get my head around it. I actually believed that he was truly not sexist at all. I have posted on threads before about how my H wasn't sexist and I had some examples! Now I look back though, I see those examples weren't about sexism at all, they were about something else going on at the time of the specific event, which masked his actual feelings about the women involved.
I feel like I'm a character in a movie, but I've been put in the wrong one and I need to jump out of the screen. I feel quite sick that when I signed the marriage certificate and believed I was starting a life with this wonderful, fair, honest man, a life in which we would be looking out for each other, helping each other etc. He, meanwhile, was seeing our future together as me giving everything up to support his career and dreams. I can't even understand how you can marry someone and expect that of them (obviously being sexist is the answer, but still, extinguishing someone's hopes and dreams is more like hatred - it's on such a deep level).
Suddenly my wedding day has gone from a fond memory, to an nightmare in which I signed my dreams, all the while smiling and looking forward to the future. I just feel sick.
There are only a few people who know what has happened. Everybody else thinks he's the most wonderful guy for putting up with me studying part-time and taking so long to bring in a second income, and that he's so nice to stay with me and support me when I'm ill, after I've said I want a divorce. Oh, and he's a saint for dealing with me in general. He's seen as super-dad and a great all-round guy. I'm seen as being very lucky to have him in my life.
Sorry this is really long. If anybody has some words of wisdom for me, I'd be very grateful to hear. I just can't get my head around doing this to someone's life. As a comparison, I've been raped. Early on in our relationship, I told him because it could impact some things with our intimacy (don't want to be tied up, for example). I thought that if he didn't want to be with me because of that, that was his right. I didn't pretend, or semi-lie, or outright lie to him. I was upfront. Had he done the same, I categorically would not have had a relationship with him, never mind married him.