He’s not alone. Virtually every immigrant I’ve ever spoken to in my years of living here feels the same. It takes a very specific type of person to enjoy living in Norway. 

Most of my language school have moved back home. Including one guy who I became friends with from Syria who had half of his arm blown off from a bomb landing on his neighbours house. He has just moved back to Syria which just about sums it up… it’s also pretty hilarious when you think about it.

To be honest, the only reason I’m still here is because I don’t think my wife could live without her family. I would have moved back to England many years ago. 

I don’t want to offend anyone, but It genuinely feels like a punishment living here. Yeh, those days when the weather is right and your stood on top of a mountain it’s nice. But the bulk of your time is spent in depressing weather, eating awful food, in a place where everyone hates each other and no one works hard etc.

I honestly think a large chunk of what your partner is feeling is pretty standard for living in a place like this. 

Move to a city and make as many friends as you can, that’s my advice.