Am I being petty?
I was then taking my undergrad degree abroad when I vacationed here for the summer. That’s when I met my future husband. He was interning in my father’s office, and I bumped into him in the elevator.
August 7, 2016
I was then taking my undergrad degree abroad when I vacationed here for the summer. That’s when I met my future husband. He was interning in my father’s office, and I bumped into him in the elevator.
I met this guy while I was waiting in line at a 7-11 in Tokyo. I didn’t even notice him. It was only when I greeted a friend in Tagalog that he smiled at me and remarked that he didn’t know I was Filipino. He thought I was Japanese, while I thought he was a tourist because of his mestizo looks.
AT 32, I am single and the youngest in a family of three boys and two girls. Four of my siblings married in their early 20s, and all have separated from their spouses before even turning 30. They have 10 kids in all.
I am in my late 50s, separated with two grown children, both of whom have families of their own. I inherited a small business from my parents which has made me quite financially independent.
I am in my late 30s, married for 19 years with two teenage daughters. Career-wise, I have been blessed, for despite marrying young and starting late in the BPO industry, I was still able to land a managerial job.
It was an unplanned break-up with a foreigner boyfriend of two-and-a-half years, which happened after I went back to Manila for a vacation. We never quarreled or had any misunderstanding, ever. In our few years together I just took it for granted that all men loved like him.
I became a widow 10 years ago and was left with four children, all boys. I got married at 27 after a nine-year relationship with a close friend of my brother’s who was his teammate in basketball.
There’s been this nagging problem in my head for a long time and I am reaching out to an outsider who can possibly see the whole picture.
My friend and I have been classmates since elementary in a public school. My parents were poor and struggled to support our family. When I reached college, I had to work for my tuition all the way. It took me almost six years to finish my degree.
When I was in college, a classmate courted me ardently. He was tall, fair, good looking, intelligent, kind.
I have a very toxic relationship with my mother. Based on articles I’ve read, she fits the character of the emotional vampire. I’m aware that she’s been through tough times herself, that’s why she has become this person.
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