It certainly wasn’t a lie. Not “just a lie” in exactly the same way it isn’t “just clothes”. At what point does not knowing enough to say NO! to some “thing” you abhor, some “thing” to which you would never knowingly agree, qualify as rape? His perversion was not consensual. His hateful, hurtful, insulting femulation was not consensual. WE did not enter into this, together, as equals, out of shared choice. My attorney can make a case for fraud, but it ultimately may cost more than any settlement I could receive. It may cost me the assets which could be used to educate my children, to put a new roof over our heads when we escape. I can forego recovery of damages and just lay claim to those assets. Get screwed and take the money. Prostitute myself. It feels like rape.