text:  And she said, well, does he beat you? No, he didn't beat me. Is he, you know, screaming, yelling? No, he didn't. He just wouldn't let me be myself, right? I was supposed to sit quietly at my Shabbos meal. I was supposed to not talk to men. I was supposed to not do all the things that make me me. And so I said, no, none of those things. I'm just not happy. Hmm.