I’ve made the decision to leave the market job. But how do I tell my husband and daughter? I fear they will see me as the enemy, but continuing to live like this is simply impossible

I deeply regret not going to college after finishing school and instead starting work right away. My parents encouraged me to pursue education, but at the time, my friend’s mother had just opened a clothing stall at the market and offered me a job, promising a good salary. She kept her promise, but what was supposed to be a **temporary** job has now lasted **18 years**.

Over the years, I’ve become completely exhausted, and my health has suffered significantly. In summer, the stall is unbearably hot; in winter, it’s freezing, no matter how warmly I dress. I decided to quit and even found a job at a supermarket, but my husband is strongly against it. He insists that we won’t survive on such a salary. He himself works as a warehouse security guard **one day on, two days off**, earning very little, but he refuses to change jobs or look for extra work—he says he’s used to his schedule. On his days off, he mostly rests, occasionally visiting his parents’ countryside home in the summer to help out.

I come home exhausted, and everyone is waiting for me to prepare dinner. I also carry all the groceries, since I do most of the shopping at the market. If I ask my husband to help, it turns into an argument. He says he didn’t get married **to stand by the stove or clean the house**. When I try to explain that financial responsibility for the family should primarily fall on the man, he gets offended and doesn’t speak to me for weeks.

My daughter is also unhappy—this year she needs to apply to university, which will require money, and of course, she wants to look nice. As long as I work at the market, I can buy her clothes at wholesale prices, but I don’t know what will happen next.

For both of them, life is comfortable when everything is taken care of: food on the table, a clean house, money appearing from somewhere. **But I can’t carry it all on my own anymore.** My parents reproach me for not listening to them, for not going to college—saying that I could have been working **in a warm office** instead of struggling in such conditions. But time can’t be turned back.

I’ve made the decision to leave the market job. **But how do I tell my husband and daughter?** I fear they will see me as **the enemy**, but continuing to live like this is simply **impossible**.