Why?

Why does it always have to be all about him?  Why can't he ask how my day is going?  Why do all the decisions that effect both of us have to be made solely by him?  Why do I have to feel bad so that he can feel good?  Why is everything a battle?  Why can't he take responsibility for anything?
Why do I feel that I (a employed, educated, successful woman) am not good enough for him (an unemployed, lazy person)?  Why does he have so much power over me?  Why don't I have that power over myself?  Why doesn't he feel this bad?  Why can't he be the one wondering what he did wrong? 
WHY DID HE CHOOSE TO HURT ME?