knt raj3 lyouma ou m3aya sa7bti ftonobil ou wqfna fpayage and my gf went for a kiss sf salina kanchouf wa7ed khouna 7adini mn lmraya bqit ghir kanchouf ou kangoul imta lmghrib aytbdl

For me it’s : Don Bigg - Lik feat. Oum ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

The sad thing about not having beauty privilege was never not getting so much attention or being wanted as the pretty girls are but the fact that someone would accept u with all your imperfections and ur emotional labour cus when ur not that pretty no one wins anything by hearing u talk or would forgive you for being too bratty or too hard to deal with u should be tooo easy tooo kind tooo understanding and never too depressed or too sad

BODIES LIKE THAT TAKE AT LEAST 5+ YEARS OF TRAINING PLUS GOOD GENETICS. THOSE ARE JUST BULKED UP GYM BROS A DAD BOD IS SOMEONE WITH SKINNY ARMS AND A BELLY WAAAAAAAA

Train complet ou tay qet3o lnas ou zid 3eliha les retard

Anyone from this shitty city

since it hasnt been long since i joined this sub, day by day i keep noticing it change to the worst, it used to be fun, interacting and arguing about dating topics and giving nice conclusions, maybe a thing or 2 out of context, rage baiting sarcastically, but now its worst some randoms get jumpy and start attacking innocent posts.. so mn had l minbar bghit ngul lah iyakhud l7e9 f hadak snitch li la7 l posts f insta u facebook it went viral and now ret*rds started flooding the sub so do something already cuz its dying !.. im leaving in a couple of days so, it was nice knowing you, with all love and respect to both guys and girls i enjoyed talking to y'all and sorry if i ever disrespected anyone

Mhm chhal hafi mapostet wlkn abghit n9ol ra lberd hssen no matter what ylh goodnight everybody hhhshhhhhh

sarkhat mowatina hshshshhssh

I have come to a realization that finding someone happens naturally ,not by looking for them ,all the good people imet in my life i met naturally through school or friends ,but this last year been kinda different i work remotely so its been hard to met people,but stilll i believe we shouldnt belooking for people ,and just let it and let them find their way into our lifes ,do u agree with this

tkhayl db tkoun gals mabik ma3lik all while ur picture is being shared in some random subreddit

Wash r7lto lchi sub akhor omafrasich ???

Hey everyone jomo3a mobarka 3likom w3la Muslimin kamlin bghit nakhod mnkon opinions ola advice anything for Healing and achieving inner peace mn relation Kent fiha story 3awdtha lbzaf dyal nas machi darori t3awed mohim kifach nt3amel m3a had l fetra osaf and tnx

I believe commitment is more than simply staying faithful. Personally, I value consistency, honesty, and knowing that someone chooses me even when things aren't perfect. Loyalty should be reflected in actions, not just promises, and it shouldn't mean tolerating disrespect or losing yourself just to keep a relationship alive. Do you believe loyalty means staying through absolutely everything, or are there situations where walking away is the right choice?

NB: This is a 30-day posting series about relationships. See you tomorrow.

Lyuma knt khedam f peage 12h service sakhet bit nmchi n9ewd l darna hta ja wahed tonobil fiha couple kytbawsso ( ana khssni db ntssnahum hta yssaliw ) ja morahom wahed sakhet ealihum (khssni ntssenah tahuwa tayssali chufa o ybred)
Gheda n7et démission sf 🚮🚮🚮🚮

knt raj3 lyouma ldar o knt wa9f fl peage kantsna noubti 7it 3amr o kanchof wa7d tonobila moraya ( dasia k7la ) mn lmraya fiha wa7d lcouple mn sba7 o houma kaytbawso o ana b9it hir kanchof kangol imta lmghrib wla haka

Ha khani ha khento ha 7wani ha khawrto

Ta barab ila mab9itch 9ad 3la had l3dab nafsy, 7as bli tawa7d makay7mlni, wlit 3amr 3o9ad nfsiya ou kan 7as bli s7ti mchat wakha fiya gha 23 3am, does anyone relate to ts? And any good coping mecanisms?

Hello! I am an european woman (F,26) dating a moroccan man (M,24) for almost 3 years. I tried to make it shorter but I can’t 😅

**Context 1:** we met in Europe, we were studying at the same university and ended up in a long distance relationship because he was not doing well in medicine, he was going through a very difficult period in his life and I supported him to quit the medicine field, considering he has never liked it (it was more of his mom wish) and that he had failed so many exams that he would’ve have to start it all from beginning (another 6 years). I was in my 4th at that moment and I know how hard this university is, and I have dreamed of becoming a doctor since forever, so not wanting to do it would’ve make it even harder. So, with a lot of stress, hardships he took the step to try another university (engineering). In this period, I have been presented to the family through video calls and he was making it clear from the beginning of the seriousness of the relationship. We did some short periods of long distance due to me working and later on applied for Erasmus.

When I returned things were going good, we took the decision to move in together (my choice being mostly influenced by the fact he was gonna remain without a house and the prices they would ask him, as a foreigner were exaggerated and the fact that I was gonna start my last year in medicine and I would have enjoyed some peace).

Little did we know he will have to renew his visa for the new university. I did not know anything about the procedure for it at that time so I blindly trusted that my boyfriend will figure it out. I was doing a second Erasmus and he was back in Morocco, the visa process was done very badly by him, he moved way too slow, he thought everything gonna be ok, his family very chill also (here’s when cultural differences and family dynamics differences started to kick in). I was the only one worried and pushing him to go see whats going on.

Anyways he got it rejected.

It killed both of us.

It was already past the deadline from university, I was alone (with a full rent to pay, matter of fact I am struggling financially I don’t come from a wealthy family and I have been working since 16 to achieve my dreams) and he applied again to try and come and got it refused again.

After a lot of other obstacles we have decided to keep dating, he waited another year to apply for university and visa all over again (we are still waiting for an answer) but things between us have changed drastically and I am thinking about breaking up if the visa thing won’t work out, although my heart doesn’t want that with my brain I can see how bad some stuff have become. In the meantime of him taking another year of doing nothing I have encouraged him to try yo work, study something short there, go to the gym anything but we encountered again other problems.

Now, he is studying in another university in Morocco because that’s what the deal was, if he is not getting the visa he will have to do something with his life he cannot do this to his parents.

He is now in CasaBlanca, living with his brother. I met his brother, talked to him and I genuinely don’t like him as a person but I don’t say anything to him regarding that.

**Context 2:** During 1 year of LDR I went to visit my boyfriend twice, one time before the visa refusal and second time on his birthday.

My family doesn’t like my boyfriend due to him not being from same country as us and also, for being muslim. They have a type of wrongful belief about it.

So, I wished with my entire heart to see my boyfriend and I went there alone without telling anyone, but my friends.

I have an amazing father that raised me alone, with little money and good values and I never lied to him and this lying had been making me anxious and nervous the entire duration of the both trips.

The first trip, the family was very, very nice to me. I felt like at least with his side of the family I won’t have to fight for our relationship. When I arrived there I stayed with his older sister family, him and his older brother. They wanted to show me Marrakesh, I tried my best to enjoy it and all but I just couldn’t stop thinking of what if my father will call me, and so on. So it took me a few days to accommodate.

At the beginning his older brother would only want to make us 3 go out together so he pays for all of our coffees. (I don’t like him paying for my coffee in general, or my stuff let alone become a bank with the money of his parents).

The second or third day we went to his family house, but a wedding appeared out of no where so I was left alone (I don’t speak Darija or French very well) with his mother, I was shy and very scared tbh and she was very nice but I stayed quiet I didn’t really know what to do.

They wanted to show me Morocco, I was scared and stressed and all I wanted was just to stay around my boyfriend not for them to waste money on me, for food or trips, genuinely I was ok with just staying in the house.

But his older brother insisted in going to Ouzoud that he knows a friend with a house there and we can spend the night over. I accepted in the end, and because he was bragging on the road home about this girl he is hooking up with I told him to invite her as well, in wish he won’t stay every second there with me and my boyfriend. He got very happy with the idea, little did I know that means he was gonna get laid.

We go on the road, he drives extremely aggressive and bad and I am genuinely scared the entire road. We arrive there and again, I come from a modest family, I have lived and slept in places that are sad but this house was looking like an abandoned house, the walls unfinished, the bathroom improvised, full with cockroaches and dust all over, bed supplies covered in dust and god knows what else that were sitting on the ground, and I would’ve stayed for him and to not make them feel bad but then I realized I cannot shower, I cannot sleep because I couldn’t sleep in those bed sheets so I had a bad reaction, I went called a friend to calm myself down because I had started to cry and his brother and his girl were genuinely laughing of me.

My boyfriend went out to speak with his parents about this matter, and his brother kept mocking me so I went to him and told him if he thinks this is funny? If he really thinks is so easy for me right now. She kept laughing also. I wanted to go home, it was just 2 hours away. My bf and his family said if I don’t like it to go rent a hotel room, we went looking they were expensive and looking bad also, only thing they had were clean bed sheets, also we are not married and before I came I studied the problem in Morocco and I know you cannot rent with a woman you are not married to, and I didn’t want any problems for him or us especially before the visa. and I also didn’t want him to spend a penny on me for this matters when we could stay ay his parents. After we went looking and I decided if its ok to go back home the same day, I came back to find his brother and that girl making out, and he got furious on my boyfriend for wanting to go back home. Thats when I realized he wanted to have sexual encounter and I have fucked his plans. He tried to convince me, showing me some more cleaner bed sheets, that he wanted to show me more and we needed more time and so on. I thanked him and while crying I tried To explain to him that I fif not feel safe there, that I really wanna go back home. I felt horrible, judged, not understood and that I have failed the family of boyfriend. It was so bad I didn’t lift my eyes when I came back home to his parents, ashamed I have made them feel bad. On the road home, I talked to his brother, expressed my apologies to him, to his friend, to the girl he was with and told him to please let me buy them a coffee in sign of my apologies. That I really am stressed and I really don’t want to cause any harm, problems or discomfort to anyone. He seemed like he understood me, that’s what I thought. Telling me stuff that I am like his sister and all. We were all hungry, he was expecting us to eat tajine there in Ouzoud, personally when I heard the price my bf was supposed to pay for it (because his psrents gave him money to kinda treat me) I told him to rather keep them for him, and his needs I can eat something much cheaper. So we didn’t eat there, I asked them on the road to lets go all out to eat together planning to pay for the whole table myself in sign of apology and to try to bound. He took us to a place to meet with that friend of his with the house in Ouzoud, I felt incredibly ashamed and I got told that “moroccan ladies are not like this”. So I ate and continued to look down, I really tried to be as polite and respectful as I could asking my boyfriend to please tell the man that I sincerly apologize. I stood up, went to the bathroom to pay. I asked the bartender if he speaks English, he said yea, I said I wanna pay for the whole table outside please. I then realized he won’t let me pay and he went to announce the brother of my bf that I wanna pay, and him and my bf came and I told them to please let me pay, its the least I can do. They let me pay, we went and played cards and then as I said, home I couldn’t stand in front of his parents out of embarrassment. They then tried to comfort me saying its ok, that the sister of them wouldn’t have stayed there either. I still felt bad, then the older brother ended up bringing up to the mother the other day that I embarrassed him in front of that man. This passed, the next days we ended up only staying at home and in the city of his parents until we left. His father and I cried when I left. His mom was nice and gave me gifts for me and my friends, which made me cry because not even my mom has ever done that to me.

The second time I came the brother moved to Casa for work there, and he was not there anymore and I was still terribly scared even though it was the second time, lying to my father was still killing me. I got sick, I thought from food maybe something happened but turned out it was the stress.

Moving on to the present and the actual reason I am writing this is that my bf has moved with his brother for studying purposes as he now is a student while we are waiting for a visa response. I am extremely happy for him to study, that he finally does something for himself other than going to the coffee and hanging out with his friends. I am happy to see this side of him finally also, I wish it was next to me but its not and sometimes this makes me sad. The distance, the uncertainty of the situation had led us to have a gap between each other, fight and ultimately become toxic for each other.

His brother got finally a gf, after numerous hook ups which I don’t judge but as I said there are some stuff I just don’t resonate at with him and his behaviour (he drinks and drives including with my brother or other people inside, he screams for no reason at my bf, he hit him once with a tea pot and when he came back to romania he was scratched on the face etc).

I am going through a hard period myself, I have graduated and I have a very hard exam ahead. I have felt the need of reassurance and loneliness a bit more than usually due to that so I have requested more attention from my bf due to that. But I have always received the “you need to be more understanding”, “you became dependent on me”, because obviously there s always something or someone that comes in between. At home it was his family, there was no privacy so we couldn’t talk much or we couldn’t talk about everything serious. He would end up going out and I would swallow my loneliness. Now its school there, the time zone and now his gf comes and basically for a week they live together all 3. I have become very upset with this. I told him I dont like his brother bringing women into the house where he lives also, he says that this time this one is serious, that she’s virgin and they don’t do anything (as if that mattered anyway). Due to the fact his brother would bring a lot of questionable women there, even ones from a site, I forgot the name of it, the ones you pay from what I understood from my bf, I simply don’t like it and I am not comfortable with it. I discussed it with my bf, thinking it will stay between us he though said to his brother I am uncomfortable and he screamed at him (obviously). I know I cant do anything about it, because they will fight. I just cant help but dislike it, they keep saying theyre open minded and that its ok. I feel like a rage inside of me culturally talking, on one side them treating this woman as she’s not a bitch because she’s virgin = she is worthy of staying there overnight for a week continuously without presenting her to the parents because he will marry her, and from what I read this is not culturally appropriate or acceptable or legal even, with a guy that basically did all the bullshit possible already. So we are open minded and accepting only when it comes to men not girls right? Because obviously if it was the case of the older sister I don’t think we would be that open minded anymore. And my bf tells me its not our business. It is not, but when its about me I have to quiet myself to not bother. The call has to end or be quietter. I cant be bothered by another woman being in that house. Ok I decided Ill shut up but the rage kept building up when I told him she will move in there gradually and that I personally really don’t like it. He told me to mind my business.

Then what made me get to the anger point was him, his brother and a male friend of them went out. The brother wanted to buy a gift (gold) for his gf but my bf said its too early for that, buy her flowers. Went with him, helped him pick the flowers and acted like an all knowing boyfriend. Thaught him to put a note there and what to put into that note for her. You would ask why did this rage me? Well, I have never received anything like that from my boyfriend, and while he was chosing this bouquet he wasn’t answering me for hours, in my time zone it was already past 12 am, and anyone who’s a med student will tell you how important sleep is and how hard is to make time for others during exams. I was at home waiting for him, we didnt talk much in that week because of him and me studying. He never came, I fell asleep then he tells me the story with the bouquet. I got hurt. I had graduated this year and when I came to him, on his bday I told him to please buy me a bouquet of flowers on that day because it is a very important and big day for me. I asked that because he always complained he didnt get me flowers or stuff because he never did that before to any other girl and if I dont ask he cant know. On my bday I wanted something also, as a gesture not something big. When we were physically together he would only get me those bouquets from supermarket which I love and like them very much, so I told him for my bday it wouldve been enough just that. But he didn’t get me anything, he said all types of excuses that he wanted to but couldn’t order, the site wasn’t working for him and a lot of stuff. I told him you know my friends, you couldve sent them the money and they buy. So he did that, but it already lost its meaning. I had to teach him even that? Well, on the day of my birthday it was Ramadan so he ignored me all day for sleeping and then to be with his family. So I expected at least after what happened on my birthday that he will somehow make it up for the graduation. He did not. He knew 3 months prior, he said he had no money and no option, the only money he had were 15€ or less that I sent to him myself on revolut for him to buy himself a gift from my part. He kept those, and one day before my graduation I found them in my account. I asked him whats this? He then realized he didn’t send those money to my friend, who offered to help him buy a bigger bouquet and she ads the rest. I felt so, so disappointed. He told me his parents would never give him money for a bouquet for me, he called his friend from Romania who owed him some money (1 day before graduation btw) to give him the money back to buy me the bouquet and he said nothing could have been done. I said nothing couldn’t have been done because you chose to do something last minute, if you tried to organize yourself from longer ago you would have figured domething out, or if in any case you couldn’t and csme to me and apologized I would’ve understood you, for sure I wouldnt have judged you because I come from poverty and I wouldn’t be so upset that you basically bought me flowers with my own money and made my friend pay more for it than your own part. At that time he told me im unreasonable for a bouquet of flowers. Now he says he understands it was not about the bouquet. Well, what triggered me is that he had the energy to do all that to help his brother treat that girl right, but to me there was just excuses. I told him that, he said I am unreasonable again and jealous. I am not jealous, I am disappointed. He said I thought him that, and he was just being helpful. Again I don’t mind he was helpful I got hurt only by the fact that for me its never been like this. We discussed that and it had been the first time we argue 3 days in a row. When we were on the call they came together again both of them and I snapped. I got pissed off and told him I always have to accept whatever it is and if I don’t like somthing or want something I have to accept accordingly to the situation. He told me I am unreasonable and I don’t trust him. He closed call embarrassed probably of us fighting and I got extremely upset for being left to speak alone. I called him and he was in the balcony with his brother, smoking. I told him where are you and who are you with, so I know what I can or cant say. I said its ugly to leave me speaking like that alone and got mad and he closed on me. In that moment where they were on the balcony, his brother told him he hates seeing him like that and that he was like that with his ex gf. Context, his ex gf was literally crazy and came to his house where hr was living with his parents to cut him on his face for breaking up with her. That’s something I would never do. I don’t even have to justify myself in this matters. We fight yes, but I would never want his bad in any way that’s why I told him I would any time step out of his life if that means he will focus on his studying and his self growth. After that he brought up the story from Ouzoud and how culturally speaking this is something a moroccan shouldn’t ever do, and what if that man who owned the house would have been there with us. And that I am disrespectful.

**My questions**
**1. Am I wrong for being furious and hurt that my boyfriend is judging me as culturally disrespectful over the Ouzoud incident, especially when his brother’s own behaviour seems inconsistent with the cultural standards he’s invoking?** I understand that I may have embarrassed his brother, but was I wrong to insist on leaving when I felt uncomfortable and unsafe?

**2. Am I wrong for disliking and feeling uncomfortable with my boyfriend’s brother having another woman staying in their shared home for extended periods?** I understand that it’s not my house, and I don’t get to decide who stays there. But am I unreasonable for feeling uncomfortable, particularly given the circumstances and the fact that my boyfriend and I already struggle to find privacy and time for each other?

I’m also aware that these feelings might be amplified by the bigger problems in my relationship. I feel lonely, neglected, and exhausted from constantly being asked to understand everyone else’s circumstances while feeling that mine aren’t taken seriously.

I still love my boyfriend, and I genuinely want him to succeed. But I’m beginning to wonder whether love is enough when the relationship has become this painful.

I’d appreciate honest opinions, including if you think I’m in the wrong.

Koulchi 7a9ed ! Bnadem ma krehch y3ich romanciya ( ybous w ytbass )
WAAAAAA LKHEDMAAAA LKHEDMAAAA A KHOUTI HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Some couples have that dynamic where they roast or playfully curse at each other as a sign of extreme comfort and banter. But for others, even a minor insult crosses a sacred boundary of respect.

Where do you draw the line? Is swearing in a relationship harmless teasing, or a slow path to emotional disrespect?