If I'm going to spend the rest of my life with someone I'd rather it be someone I admire that fills me with the desire to be better than I am, gives me strength when I'm troubled, gives me guidance when I'm lost, and makes me appreciate myself as much as I appreciate that of all the people in the world I was the one they fell in love with and that I'm the one who gives them the same amount of strength and guidance.
But then again we don't all want life handed to us on a silver platter with a script to read and somebody coerced into reading another script opposite in mutual resentment to complete a hollow and joyless facade we'd at best grow numb to, we want to grow into adults and write our own story.
A woman who lived in such constant fear of me that they were afraid to do so much as have an individual thought let alone speak unprompted would only make me feel like I was looking at a monster in the mirror every day. That wouldn't be empowering, having someone who sees worth in themselves only by my approval constantly looking to me for that approval but flinching in terror wondering if they've angered or inadvertently challenged my ego every time I look back in their direction, it would be emotionally draining. But even if I were a cold-hearted, sociopathic sadist I couldn't possibly gain any kind of stimulation from them. They'd just be a doll to pull off the shelf and show to onlookers. Onlookers whose opinions I'd be giving way too much power if I based my entire life around keeping that woman nailed to the floor as a trophy to keep those onlookers from questioning my worth as a man through her. My worth as a man that would apparently be too fragile to brook any kind of challenge, a worth I would be deriving from those onlookers in a dynamic as pathetic as the one I kept the woman in.
Well thank fuck that isn't anything close to what I want out of life because that sounds absolutely dreary.