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This is basically the relationships of most of my family. They (and I ) were raised in a very strict judeochristian culture where men are earn all the money, but women are basically submissive servants in return for a nice lifestyle. I grew up hearing my dad treat my mother like a stupid child and my mother encouraging it (very very codependent). My nan took her own life when I was in my teens as she was so unhappy. Then my older aunt became widowed and basically had no idea how to take care of herself - a terrifying thing to realise at 68 years old! She is now entirely reliant on her only child, who barely has a life of her own as a result.
I still struggle with half wanting the traditional marriage I was trained to expect and definitely have ingrained Pickmesha tendancies. It's difficult to undo decades of conditioning. Although I'm nearing 40 and have only met two men I was seriously interested in (and both chose other women in the end), so I don't think I'll have to face the dilema of marriage dynamics anyway. But watching the above video makes me sad on many levels.
Is this supposed to be serious, or are they making fun of the relationship and the fact that she's happy with a piece of paper saying "love you dear"?
As a woman of Indian origin, this whole video is one of the many reasons I am hesitant to ever get married within my culture, even though I‘d love to one day have a common religious, linguistic and cultural background with my husband. Pickmeism is standard, and men’s abuse of women is rampant in Desi culture as a whole, unfortunately 😔
Grateful for pathetic scraps...
Literally. "Love you dear" written on a crusty piece of SCRAP paper like he's in elementary school after she did all that.
And why can't this grown ass man dress himself and clean his own shoes?
wow, this reminds me of my pickmesha days when I would Iron my ex's clothing before he went to work. yikes!
Same, I used to have to iron all my exes work clothes even though I worked more hours than him then he'd get mad that they weren't ironed perfectly.
My husband once tried to correct me while I was ironing his shirt. To be fair, he was professionally trained, however that was the last thing I ever ironed of his. 26 years and counting. He irons my stuff now without complaint, after all, he is the expert... 😂😂😂
Girl she really cleaned his shoes! No mam!