I'm reading Women Who Run With The Wolves atm. Dp saw the title and said 'Is that feminist book?' with a sneering tone. I felt ashamed for a minute and sheepishly said that it was and put it down.
Then I suddenly got some back bone and a minute later said "Yes, it is, and I'll read what I like"
Which garnered a subdued "Oh, ok" in response.
I know it doesn't sound a lot, but moments like this are building up and I'm getting more and more independent.