The Nightmare Of Being With The Wrong Filipina (Part 4 of 5)
The Filipino Bride Nightmare
Gosh! It was another big mistake, it seems, looking back that I’m making a habit of them……
She had no inkling of money management and the worse thing was the arrogance she showed others because she had money.
Pretty soon, everybody hated us. I didn’t know why at first, because I never mixed too much with the others. I just kept to myself and did my work, I had no idea she was
creating trouble every week with her words and actions.
Every week, there was a “teledrama” in the neighbourhood. At one time her cousin threatened to stab her because she was shouting at her auntie.
I now saw a bully emerge from Gidget.
It was no wonder why some of our neighbours despised us. I really cannot fathom what is in the mind of this Filipina. No matter what she did, she expected either her family or me to blindly defend and protect her no matter what she did.
For me, I was brought up with the principle that you should be accountable for you own actions. Others should not have to bear the consequences of what you do or
I remember my mother’s advice “If you know how to shit, you should know how to wipe your own ass!”. Crude and frank but the wisdom is there.
Finally, I told her to behave or else.
Her reply was “You should be grateful. I made your life here better!”
You can just imagine how conceited this person can be. So I decided to teach her a lesson. I said to her, “Ok, if you are so great, then you go look for a job, get some money and take care of us”.
It was a real joke! Instead, she went
around looking for people whom I had done favours for and started telling them that I am collecting my favours
back. This was how she sold my goodwill back in Malaysia, as well as those I cultivated here.
I just got fed up and just stopped working.
I only did enough work just to keep us in survival mode, nothing more, nothing less. She couldn’t take it. Then, when I fell sick with pneumonia, she told me she was leaving me. I said to her, “Fine go if it makes you happy”.
It was around this time that I met Jean online.
I never went out or messed around. The internet was my sole connection to the outside world, a world which I was familiar with. It kept me sane.
I don’t know how many times I dreamt of taking my own life. My depression almost overwhelmed me. When I first met Jean, she was aloof. She is an upper middle class professional, single, pretty
and poised. Actually she is what I could classify as the personification of the ideal Filipina beauty.
sound bias here about Jean, but when you read more about her and what she did for me, I am sure that you will also agree with me.
Anyway I didn’t expect her to show any interest in me at all. After receiving all the bashings from Gidget, mentally and physically, my self esteem was already the pits. And getting into a relationship again was the last thing on my mind.
Jean as I found out later had plenty of suitors who were trying to hook her; the only thing was she wasn’t interested. I found out why later but that is another story which I will keep to myself.