Millipede: Part 6

by Millipede

I hated the the underlying spirit which had crept into our marriage; it was a peevish, disapproving air that my husband had taken on. In our “heathen” days my husband had a happy go lucky air. This was endearing and made up for the fact that he could be irresponsible.

Under Christian patriarchy this changed. Not only was he now “head of the household”, but he was responsible for making sure that we lived a “Godly life”. This permeated every bit of our life as we didn’t want to be “Sunday Only” Christians; God was not someone that we turned our back on for the other six days of the week.

This affected how I dressed, what we ate, what entertainment we watched or listened to. Many of these changes I agreed with. Sometimes, even when we differed, my husband stood back and let my own convictions work within me. or instance, he stopped listening to Rock months before I did. Only once, did he drop a mild hint about it “being the way of the heathens”, I continued to listen to rock with no objections. Then one day, I felt “led by the Spirit” to get rid of all of my rock tapes.

However, there were other issues in which he clashed at first; the dress issue as I have mentioned before. Most of the time, I would give in, I didn’t want to be a hypocrite, only living by the Biblical rules that appealed to me. Like my fellow posters on the forum, I went into this with good intentions, seeking to please God.

However, I still found myself driven to tears on occasion. Usually it was after a disagreement, or a rebuke. It was then as I that I would think how cruel it was; from the sniping that women in our circles endured, the countless little rules that wives had to follow, but most of all, how my husband had gone from being my partner to a task master. Not in a literal sense as some Patriarchs do, the daily to-do list and all, no it was a change in our marriage dynamic. Where before I had had a partner, now I had someone that I had to please. Worse, since this order supposedly emanated from God, by pleasing my husband, I was pleasing God. This made it easy for my husband to rebuke me in public, to insist on new rules, to disregard my opinion. In short, Patriarchy short circuited any empathy that my husband might have for me.

This was perhaps one of the most damaging effects of the Patriarchal belief system on marriages in general. Whereas husbands normally are supposed to consider the feelings and desires of their wives, would be patriarchs are taught to disregard the such things. Husbands warned against “giving in” to their wives. For the patriarchal crowd, a contrary opinion on the part of the wife is yet another attempt to usurp her husband’s authority.

Stuck between such a mentality,one that went against my better senses (not to mention upbringing) I was now embracing, I could not do much except silently mourn the passing of my once sweet husband as he transformed himself into a patriarch.

Still, I pressed on, despite my misgivings….

Read all posts by Millipede!

Part OnePart TwoPart ThreePart FourPart FivePart 6Part 7Part 8Part 9Part 10

NLQ Recommended Reading …

Breaking Their Will: Shedding Light on Religious Child Maltreatment‘ by Janet Heimlich

Quivering Daughters‘ by Hillary McFarland

Quiverfull: Inside the Christian Patriarchy Movement‘ by Kathryn Joyce

About Suzanne Calulu
  • Pingback: Millipede: Part 4

  • Pingback: Millipede Part 1

  • Rey

    If these patriarchs were all that, they wouldn’t need to hobble the womenfolk to keep them “in their place.” The women would stay in “their place” naturally, after all, if I, as a penis-haver, am naturally better able to make decisions, then the decisions I make should be the right ones more often than not and to the benefit of everyone in my family and I wouldn’t need to rebuke “my” woman because my walk would have already have proven more to her than all my God-talk ever could.

    As far as I’m concerned need to appear to “be strong” (by rebuking and humiliating your partner) is as sure a sign as any that the patriarch in question is as weak as wet noodle.

  • BonnyAnne

    I am so enthralled by this series of posts! Thank you so much for sharing your experiences with the patriarchal movement. I look forward to every new part of the story…

  • Pingback: NLQ Featured Writer: Millipede

  • Pingback: Millipede Part 7

  • Pingback: Millipede Part 8

  • Pingback: Millipede: Part 9

  • Pingback: Millipede: Part 13

  • Pingback: Millipede: Part 14

  • Pingback: Millipede Part 15

  • Fr Simeon

    Thank you for a frank, open and honest discussion.

    Interesting choice of a Russian Orthodox Patriarch on this article. Is there a particular reason for this?

    Fr Simeon

  • suzannecalulu

    Greetings Fr. Simeon! I’m the webmaster here and I chose the picture because it really looked like what I always imaged an Old Testament Patriarch to look like. Had no idea it was from Russian Orthodoxy.
    NLQ is a site where many of us who have been hurt by extremist type religions have banded together to heal and help each other heal. I hope you enjoy your visit.

  • Pingback: Millipede Part 16

  • Pingback: Millipede: Part 18

  • Pingback: Millipede: Part 25

  • http://www.pnissila.wordpress.com Phyllis

    This sad story reminds me of one of the first reality type shows on television called “The 1900 House,” or something along those lines. It aired about 2000. A British family agreed to dress, act, and live like a family circa 1900, for a period of time. They had the “truth cam” feature, too, where family members and household servants could speak candidly at will about the experience. The family, at the start, was a typical modern family. Husband and wife, egalitarian; children, typical modern kids. But something began happening when the husband/father, in particular, began to internalize his “male circa 1900″ persona. In a truth cam debriefing by one of the maids who quit the show after about one week, he had turned into a very chauvinistic, demanding male. And viewers could see this taking shape, too. A good case in point, I’ve often thought, of the old truism about absolute power (corrupting…). It sounds very similar to what began to happen to the marriage noted above in the narrative when the husband was told he now had so much power over his wife…
    Blessings,
    Phyllis

  • Pingback: Millipede Part 29

  • Pingback: Millipede Part 32 How Did I Get Here? Part 3

  • Pingback: Millipede Part 35 How Did I Get Here? Part 6

  • Pingback: Millipede Part 27


CLOSE | X

HIDE | X