Originally Posted by
StarCat 
He always picked what was on TV.
He picked where we went on weekends.
He picked what restaurants we ate at. (Sometimes we discussed, but it was always his choice that decided what won.)
He didn't like my family so I stopped talking to them.
He didn't want me to spend time with anyone other than him so I didn't.
He wanted to spend tons of money on the weekends so I maxed out three credit cards and lived with an average of $2 (actually it was -$998, since I had a $1k credit limit on my checking account) in my bank account.
Hmm, are you sure we weren't married to same guy? I am basically very frugal and debt averse--so the fact that I wound up in such dire straits financially is another indicator of how I just gave myself up--starting in 1975 when I got my very first credit card. While I wanted to save it for emergencies, he talked me into ME buying US his-and-hers Earth Shoes!! (I did keep the burlap bag they came in and it still hangs in the closet for dustrags).