I'm an American, and I just found out I was romantically preyed upon by a Moroccan man seeking a green card. Earlier this year, I spent a few months working over there and we had become friends, so this betrayal really rattled me and felt pretty personal.
I don't want to let it sour my impression of this beautiful country: I spent many dinners and nights at wonderfully hospitable peoples houses, and met many genuine people. It wasn't all great, of course: half the men I encountered patronized me (likely as a young woman). But before this betrayal I had set my sets on returning there to work longer-term in the future, but now I feel As though I should question myself, my future goals, and my attraction to this country. That is definitely NOT FAIR and corresponds with the thought patterns driving racism, prejudice, imperialism, and bigotry.
Any advice to get out of this trap? Lovely stories from Morocco? Has anyone experienced something similar in another country?
Thanks.