Asking for a friend...

I’m a 25 year old woman in need of advice. Sometimes I feel like I’m going crazy. My husband and I have been together for 6 years, married for 2 of those. We have a 2.5 year old daughter and let me just say if it wasn’t for her I probably would’ve done something to seriously hurt myself. Since becoming pregnant with her I entered a depression. And my husband just wasn’t emotionally present. It really made me feel so alone. I had my daughter and he got deployed 2 months after. I raised my daughter alone with the help of my parents. He made it home safely and weve been in the process of moving back home and settling into our new house. But since I got pregnant with our daughter things just haven’t been the same between him and I. I understand the military can affect someone. He always says he’s fine and nothing is wrong. But sometimes I just feel like we’ve become different people and want different things in life. He’s very old fashioned. Believes women should be inside cooking and the men outside doing hard work. He does help around the house occasionally and helps with our daughter. Hes not too touchy feely and I am very much so. So I’ve had to adjust to that. 2 major things keep coming up and me choosing to become a vegetarian and my brother coming out as gay. I’ve always wanted to make this life style change for ethical reasons and he absolutely flipped about it. Said I was going back in tradition and betraying my family for not wanting to eat meat anymore. Any time he gets he takes little jabs at me and shows that he doesn’t support me and this choice I’ve made for myself. I feel pretty sad about it most days. And things with my brother make it worse. My husband and his family are insanely homophobic and will actively say horrible things about the LGBT communtiy. I understand everyone has a right to their own opinion and I just sit and keep my mouth shut when they decide to start talking about. It’s just really hard for me. My brother came to me in confidence and I told him he would always be safe with me and I plan to hold true to that. Even around my husband. Lastly, like I mentioned earlier my husband just got back from being active military. I left a job I loved and my family to go be with him. Because I wanted to show him I supported him and this decision he made for his life. Now that he got home a job opportunity came up at a zoo in a different city, only an hour from family. A place I’ve always dreamed of working at. I’m already in the animal medical field and it wouldn’t have been too hard to transition over. When I told him about the job he told me I shouldn’t apply because he wasn’t moving away ever again. There have been times where he really shows he just won’t support me and who I want to be as a person. It really makes me sad and it’s putting me in a dark place again. I’ve started to look at going back to a therapist and he always says I’m strong enough and don’t need the help. I’m like dude, I just told you I was so sad I wanted to kill myself and you don’t think I need help. I’m at odds with myself cause I’m just so sad somedays and I don’t know what else to do. Why can’t I just be happy with this man and why can’t he support me the way I need to be supported. I’m just asking for a friend. For advice. For anything.

Update 12/20

Thank you to all the ladies for advice. ❤️ tonight my husband and I had a talk. About why I’ve been so unhappy and snappy lately. He said he doesn’t understand why I have these feelings. And I told him I’m tired of explaining myself to him. These are the same issues that I brought up to him last week. And is the reason why I’m seeking counseling. He said if I should have to seek counseling just to make me happy that it didn’t make sense for us to stay in this relationship. He asked why I didn’t just leave. And I’m like because I’m trying. I’m here because I love you. But if I have to go to therapy he said it pretty much doesn’t matter. He also said that if I can’t make myself happy how is he ever going to make me happy. And I’m just like dude! I’m going to therapy because I’m making myself happy. It’s what I want and need. Why can’t you just support that. And all he did was storm off and lock himself in our guest bedroom. I’m in tears because it felt so good to finally stand up to him. But also because this might mean the end for us. In the end I just want us both to be happy. And my daughter to grow up in a long home(s).