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An Iranian immigrant once said of herself that to the Iranians, she's not Iranian in the right way; to the Americans, she's not American in the right way, either. That's the rub, isn't it, of having to constantly juggle two very different cultures. You try to belong, but in the end, you really belong nowhere.
The downside of this cultural diversity - my not belonging - is that it demands sacrifices. Innocent things destroyed for the sake of an idea. A relationship ended, for the sake of preserving certain family values. It is not something that most people can comprehend, but it is what a dutiful daughter must do. They aren't necessarily wrong. But there is no delicate way to put it: It is incredibly painful, exacerbated by the fact that the other person understands.
All you can do is have faith that it is for the best.