Thats actually where I sit.
She openly admits she didn’t join the bra burning crowd, and thinks a woman’s place is supporting a healthy household, raising kids, cooking and support.
She expects I will work, chop firewood, etc - and do all tasks that nature prescribed by my superior (to hers) physical strength.
On the odd occasions I doubt myself, she offers support - “Honey, I know you can do it, you always prevail “.
That’s all it takes for me to get after it again - just a little support.
Brow beaten and harassed - nope. Won’t take it. She’s the reins when I need it, and the boot in ass when I deserve it.