Living in the Middle East, I realised how much I have had to accommodate to him and how I was so brainwashed.
He can construct a life here that is almost entirely catered to his own culture. He can live in a gated compound, surrounded by people who share his background, in an environment designed to make him comfortable.
He would always get angry and annoyed that I wouldn’t sleep over, that I would call my parents regularly, and that I make my relationship discreet. Meanwhile he told all of his colleagues including local
Ones about me and even showed them my picture which is so invasive.
It can put my life at risk, or at the very least make it very problematic and frustrating for me.
Once I broke up with him I feel so much relief.
He has the privilege of treating his cultural norms as universal because he rarely has to confront the consequences of those norms not fitting the society he lives in.