Short background on me: My father is Dutch, my mother filipina
I was born in the Philippines, relocated from a small province in Philippines to Netherlands when I was 5 years
old. I grew up in Europe till I was 16, i was then deported back to Philippines due to me not able to cope with my
My mother is a woman that has delusions of grandeur. Thinking she is a god among filipinos since she has made it out of poverty. She is the oldest of her siblings (my titos and titas) and just because of this has complete power over the whole filipino family. She decides what happens where, and what happens afterwards. I have rebelled her abusrdities from a young age and have been deemed by her as a black sheep to the family because of it.
I will give you some samples of my life where you will see her retardedness:
My mother was always ashamed of me because of my darker skin tone (something that was admired in holland tanned look). My mother would be angry if i played in the sun allowing me only to play in shadows of trees.. ?? confusing for a child.
My mother would tell me (while my dutch dad is at work) to behave “normal” when my dad would come back from work. Because he pays for the bills and puts food on the table. Normal being to shut your fucking mouth and act like a zombie.. Note that my dad and me were very close (till this date) and we talk and laugh about anything under the sun. My mom would be like a zombie playing the good housewife. cooking food and cleaning like a robot. because that is how she thought she should be towards her foreign husband.
My mother would hold filipino parties, filling our house with idiotic parties that was all really to feed her ego (look at me i have a house, i am not a maid, i have power in this household).
My mother would develop in to a monster that would hold parties continuously ever weekend as her thirst for appreciation had no ceiling of limit. she wants to be seen heard and felt as if she was rich (which we weren’t, we were regular people in europe).
All of this led to me rebelling against this tornado of a woman destroying any and everything in her way of her ever growing ego. The result was me deported to the Philippines as she told me straight to my face it would be better if you live in Philippines so I can live in peace..
So I did, I have lived in the Philippiness for over 10 years, however, I have started my own callcenter 5 years ago and employ 30 people and am living comfortable here on my own, distant from her family. She on the other hand had started to cheat on my dad with many men (which I can write plenty of storiest about, like falling in love with nigerian email scammers pretending to be in love with her.., she believed(s) it because it feeds her unending ego and desire for admiration). She is now divorced from my dad and dated a guy much younger then her and shes taking him on a world tour and trying to pretend shes rich towards her filipino family back home.
I suffered personality disorders from having a disilliusoned mother and a very neutral logical father
growing up. Suffered emotional and physical abuse from my filipina mother from age 8-etc because she is a filipina
moron and couldn’t handle me growing up smarter than her. I think I am someone you could expect when you marry a filipina and bring her to your home country. A mix of psycho and reason. Sometimes I don’t know who I am anymore being surrounded by these idiots in the Philippines. What I do know is this: Believe in who you want to be. And I for sure dont want to be like my mother.
I hope all can understand my writing, it is not my native language. I have many more scarring, disturbing stories of my filipinomother.. if people are interested