How do I accept that I'll never have a life if I stay married to him
My life is very much about my husband and not about me. I hate it, but, with no job, I can't see a way out.
He has to have everything in our life that's good. He lost his cell, he took mine. When I got home, I got a call from the bank that he'd left it there, which means he can't get it until Monday. (Thankfully, we haven't dropped our lineline like so many people do. You can't lose that.)