I'm a (22m) moroccan and this is my story.
Two years ago, I went back to my high school to help the administrative staff. They were always kind to me when I was a student, and my uncle was teaching there. Before that, I hadn’t returned since getting my baccalauréat because of depression caused by a previous relationship. When I returned, several girls tried to flirt with me, but I was still healing.
One girl, however, stood out. She shared her story with me, and it broke my heart. She had been through a lot—her mother was abusive, divorced her father, and started mistreating her children. Her two older brothers had gone to the US, leaving her and her sister behind in Morocco, where the abuse continued. Her mother would take her phone, starve her for weeks and months, and make her life miserable. I felt no one deserved to live like that, so I did everything I could to help her.
Things were good between us until she renewed her passport and got her baccalauréat. After that, she and her mother flew to the US, and suddenly, she started acting weird. Her mother took her phone, and things got worse. When I finally reached out to her, her mother told her to choose between her and me—and she chose her mother. She even accused me of only being interested in her because of her US passport. That crushed me because I was going through one of the most critical moments of my life. I had just received my license in economics and management, and I was desperately searching for financial aid to continue my master’s abroad but couldn’t find anything at the time. She left me at my lowest point, and since then, no one seems to be helping me or even listening to me. I feel lost and don’t know what to do.
To make things worse, I recently found out that my father is addicted to drugs. This has caused huge problems for my family, and it’s all just too much to handle right now.
I don’t know where to turn or how to deal with everything going on. Any advice or support would be appreciated.