I am mildly ashamed to admit that I lost count of how many times my nearly fifty year old husband said this to me, and I laughed when I saw it here as a child’s refrain. Sounds about right! It took me seven years to realize my “no” was never respected. Every day since I left, it seems some little puzzle piece clicks together in my mind and I realize another layer of his behavior was not just misplaced ignorance of how to communicate or be a good partner, it was a deliberate power play to keep me submissive and under control.