I’m feeling depressed. I didn’t study much yesterday, getting caught up a few things at home. I went to bed feeling miserable, but woke up early and got to work. I had barely gotten moving when a friend of mine from Peshawar came to the house for a visit. I like this guy a lot and it was great to see him again. He wanted to stay for some 3-4 hours, but I had to tell him I have work to do and it would be inconvenient for me. He seemed disappointed and I felt like a jerk because he had come to Islamabad mostly just to visit me. He left after two hours, and then my father called me to his study. He wanted to talk about my older brother’s marriage. My parents made a lot of mistakes raising my older two siblings. It’s too long a story to get into now, suffice to say that the conversation just ended up depressing me. He then also discussed my own marriage and expressed his concern that the mehr
my fiancé’s family asked for might be too much for him and asked me what he should do if that happens. We had this conversation before several times and every time it ended up upsetting me. They just remind me what a backward and ignorant culture I was born in.