Marriage and love and all that crap
Why are Arab men always angry at their wives ๐คทโโ๏ธ Maybe I should work as a social worker or something because I tend to notice every behaviour when I am sitting outside.. and I noticed that Arab men always seem to be angry in the way they treat their wives.. Like when they are leaving a place, always ordering the wife around to just follow .. I am sure not all of them are as such, but probably plenty are, and my father was one of the worst..
I think it is many of the hidden reasons that I didn't even know they exist, that made me hate the idea of marriage.. Well because back then, if I were to marry, it had to be to an Arab man, hell, if my father was around, it had to be to a Palestinian too.. Funny, my sister was once giving me her "tips" on marriage, and was like; don't marry a Palestine, marry an Egyptian, much better. As if the only options out there are Palestinian or Egyptian since I am half Palestinian and half Egyptian. WTF!! What if I wanted to marry a potato?!!! Is that not on the table. And when she tried to arrange for my marriage, it was with an Egyptian man.. they might be her type, but the thing is, her and I significantly differ in personality, and I've always viewed his type of men to be jerks, but to her, he was a funny and great guy ๐คทโโ๏ธ
The very idea of limiting your options as to whom you should find attractive, whom to fall in love with, to a certain nationality and religion ruins the whole concept of love, and makes it like a nightmare!! In my society, women force themselves to fall in love with any guy who meets the checklist. In my society, marriage first, then you have all the time in the world to force yourself to love him ..ugh. Sometimes I feel sad that my mother was never happy with my living situation, and died before she feels the happiness of seeing me married, but I am also feeling thankful as hell that I never married one of those angry men.
I think it is many of the hidden reasons that I didn't even know they exist, that made me hate the idea of marriage.. Well because back then, if I were to marry, it had to be to an Arab man, hell, if my father was around, it had to be to a Palestinian too.. Funny, my sister was once giving me her "tips" on marriage, and was like; don't marry a Palestine, marry an Egyptian, much better. As if the only options out there are Palestinian or Egyptian since I am half Palestinian and half Egyptian. WTF!! What if I wanted to marry a potato?!!! Is that not on the table. And when she tried to arrange for my marriage, it was with an Egyptian man.. they might be her type, but the thing is, her and I significantly differ in personality, and I've always viewed his type of men to be jerks, but to her, he was a funny and great guy ๐คทโโ๏ธ
The very idea of limiting your options as to whom you should find attractive, whom to fall in love with, to a certain nationality and religion ruins the whole concept of love, and makes it like a nightmare!! In my society, women force themselves to fall in love with any guy who meets the checklist. In my society, marriage first, then you have all the time in the world to force yourself to love him ..ugh. Sometimes I feel sad that my mother was never happy with my living situation, and died before she feels the happiness of seeing me married, but I am also feeling thankful as hell that I never married one of those angry men.
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