POR QUE DECIDI IR EMBORA DA NORUEGA? ISSO VAI ACONTECER MAIS CEDO OU MAIS TARDE.

Why I'm leaving Norway (sooner or later) This video is necessary. It's a rant. It's a warning. And it's also a truth that needs to be told. I know a lot of people will say: “Oh, just another video of the same old Alex complaining about Norway.” But that's not it. This goes further. It goes much further. This is deep. It's for those who have the courage to really listen. I could start this video by saying that Norway is paradise. That there are iPhones on the ground, trees that give money and no one goes without. I could say that everything here is perfect, as many people say. But I'm not going to do that. Because my truth is different. Because living outside of Brazil is not easy. Living in Norway is not easy. And if you think I'm exaggerating, maybe this video isn't even for you. I've been here for over five years. And even so, every time I go to renew my visa, I'm treated like a dependent. As if I were a child. As if I didn't exist without my wife's documentation. I work, I contribute, I pay taxes. But my visa depends on her income, her address, her status. And that makes me feel helpless. Even though we have a good relationship, even though we know that nothing indicates a separation, the fact that I know that my stability depends on her… is very heavy. And to make matters worse, I haven't adapted to the culture here. I tried, believe me. But I couldn't. I speak Norwegian, yes. But I hate this language. It makes me feel repulsed. Every time someone speaks to me in Norwegian, I feel bad. And it's not because the language is ugly. It's because it's loaded with memories of pain, silence, loneliness. I don't have any Norwegian friends. None. Zero. All my colleagues are foreigners and we only speak English. So, why learn Norwegian if it doesn't connect me with anyone? And yes, I am grateful. I try to be grateful to God every day. I show this in my videos. And no, I don't just make videos to vent. If you go to my channel, you will see several videos showing the beauty of Norway. Because yes, Norway is one of the most beautiful countries I have ever seen in my life. One of the most beautiful in the world. I show this with real images, with affection. But these videos, oddly enough, don't have as much reach. The videos in which I talk about the harsh reality of living here, those are the ones that go viral. And then you create the wrong image of me, that I am negative, that I only complain. In part, you are right: I am not happy here. But that does not mean that I hate the country. I am just being honest about how I feel. And look, in the first year here, I suffered xenophobia. I was talking to my mother in Portuguese, in the line to catch the boat in Oslo. A guy looked me straight in the eyes, shook his bag and spat on the floor, right next to my feet. Just because he heard that I was speaking Portuguese. And that was not the only time. I've been walking down the street and drunk people have started laughing and pointing at me, just because I was on the phone with my mother speaking my language. That hurts. That leaves a mark. And another thing that weighs heavily: they don't see me as Brazilian. They don't recognize Brazil as a plural country. They think that all Brazilians have to look the same. I've heard people say to my blonde friends: "You're from Brazil? Impossible, I thought there were only black people there." It's ignorance mixed with prejudice. And the most ironic thing is that Norway needs immigrants. It's not emotionally prepared to welcome them, but it needs them. Because Norwegians don't do manual labor. The ones who keep this country running, in construction, cleaning, and transportation, are immigrants. And even so, they treat us like invaders, like threats. As if we were all refugees or came to steal benefits. I've been here for five years, and in those five years I've contributed everything I could: with work, with taxes, with respect for the law, with culture. And look, I tried. I tried very hard to make friends with Norwegians. But I can say with all certainty: it's practically impossible. Unless they're drunk. Then they're your best friends. But the next day, they pass you by as if you didn't exist. It kills me inside. And yes, depression hit me hard. Maybe it was all this that I'm telling you that led me to this. And this is the first time I've spoken openly about it. I've talked about Norway, yes, in other videos. But I've never opened up so much. I've never explained so much about my feelings, my plans, my pains. #nordicfamily #lifeinnorway #immigrantreality #truerant #immigrantsinthecold #depressionandanxiety #braziliansinstruggle #lifelikeit #truthsfromabroad #immigrationtough #norway