@Butterflyyy,
This is how I would envision my life if "God" required me to marry someone who went against all my dealbreakers:
First, may I put up a disclaimer here that I am NOT at all speaking about all men or any particular man. The question was what would I do if God asked me to marry someone who broke all my dealbreakers, so I'm sure the gentlemen here can envision how this would be for the if God asked them to marry a woman who broke every boundary they set as well.
I'd always be getting up early, probably with no days off, because a man who broke all my dealbreakers would refuse or say he is unable to work (and also incapacitated by drugs, alcohol, and smoking.) I'd probably have to work long hours and at several jobs, because I would be in charge of paying for everything -- including the vices he refused to give up. So, I'd probably be working 2 or 3 jobs to pay for our living expenses, as well as the booze, smokes, and drugs he insisted on turning to.
He would have long, idle days at home, leaving all the housework, cooking, and cleaning for me. He would spend most of his time on porn sites, constantly chatting up new women, eventually committing both online and real-life adultery, because he had no self-discipline. He would tell me nothing was going on, then expect me to make dinner and clean the house. And he would demand more spending money because he is "the head of the houseshold," even though he brought in no income.
He would then either ignore me completely because he felt fulfilled by his girlfriends, or he would use me for his own interests, but he wouldn't be happy with normal relations. Because of what he saw on the porn sites, he would demand more, and he would either shun me for refusing or else not care and force things I did not agree too.
I would go to church alone, because he would refuse, nor would he go to marriage counseling. But yet, I'd have to take care of all the bills and real-life responsibilities. As one member here puts it, I would have "all the responsibility and none of the spiritual authority."
And every night when I cried my eyes out to God, I would tell Him to take my life. My eating would become very disordered, and I would be vomiting a lot. And I would self-harm.
I would become a shell of my former self, existing only because God willed it. And it would only be a matter of who became the most ill, my husband or me, because he would be doing nothing to promote his health. If I still had some shred of strength left in me, I'd be left taking care of him, even though he was spending all his money on his addictions and other girlfriends.
How do I know? Because I've seen in similar situations before (not all of them at once though,) and that's what happened. I became a walking puppet, with no real life or hope of my own.
If that's what God wanted for me, what could I do? But I would beg Him to please allow me to be single forever rather than live that kind of life.
In fact, as I said before, it's a big reason as to why I'm still single now, because I've been in dating situations where I know it would just be a wash, rinse, repeat cycle, and I'd like to think I've learned enough to stay far, far away.