That's what my husband told me one day. I don't even remember what the disagreement was about. All I know is that it ended when my husband told me that I couldn't divorce him because it was against my religion.
The religion that we shared.
The religion that he had recently renounced in front of me. But he didn't tell anyone else.
So this man who had promised in front of God and witnesses to love me and put me before all others had decided that he could go out and do whatever the hell he wanted. And I would stay home and run the house and care for the children. But I couldn't divorce him because it was against my religion.
I eventually proved him wrong.