Slave to my lifemate

Ben from Montreal, Canada

I'm a slave. I'm a slave every second I'm with that she demon. She won't let me watch TV, she won't let me go out, she won't let any of my friends come to the house, she won't let me eat what I want. She believes that I have to work and do nothing else. If I'm not working, I'm not making money. If I'm not making money, we have no income. If we have no income, she doesn't get to live like a princess. I'm working as hard as I can so that one day, she can live like a princess but it takes time. I just need her support. Well, she doesn't show me any support. Not only that, she gets angry at me when I sit down for five min with a cup of yogurt. Everything that comes out of her mouth is either insulting, critical, or sarcastic. All hinting to the idea of me not doing my job as a lifemate. I do my job. I go out early in the morning, drive 45 min in the snow to work, sit in front of an eye killing computer screen for ten hours, and come home to a crazy wife. I read through almost all the lifemates complaints on the site and have not found any worse situation then mine. I think it's time I close the chapter in this marriage.