My youngest brother married a Filipina 11 years ago. He died two years ago aged just 49 – we strongly believe that she was indirectly/directly responsible for his death.
It’s been a Godsend reading the stories on this website. The key Filipina traits mentioned here are exactly those which my brother suffered for so many years.
Here is just a brief summary of his marriage:
My brother had epilepsy (since age 17) and was told he had psychological problems for many years – in fact, when he finally had an MRI scan, he was found to have calcium digging into his brain, but the psychological scars remained – he had very low self-esteem.
He met his ‘wife’ through her sister who happened to be his client (my brother and his ‘wife’s sister live(d) in the UK). My brother travelled to the Philippines to be met by the whole family asking him what his intentions were ie marriage.
My brother’s whole family and friends tried to warn him against the marriage, but he went ahead with it – he not only married the woman, he married her family, plus she had an 8 year old daughter from a previous relationship. After the wedding (800 of her family/friends etc), she left him, took his credit card for several days and spent as if there was no tomorrow.
His ‘wife’ started by being the ‘perfect wife’, produced the obligatory child (money money money), then her true colours showed. Money was all she was interested in, and if my brother didn’t let her spend exactly what she wanted (thousands of pounds a month), she rang the police, accusing him of being drunk (he wasn’t), abusing her plus the children (he didn’t); she called Social Services so many times – because there were children involved, they had to investigate. She isolated him from his family and friends – refused to let him have contact with us/them. He was suicidal – she didn’t care – just blamed him for not letting her spend his money (on total rubbish). I took several phonecalls from him as he was by the canal – he couldn’t cope.
We did our utmost to look after her and her daughter – we welcomed them completely into the family, and spent a lot of time and money on them. My Sister-in-law/hell (SIL) was mostly interested in telling us that my brother wouldn’t let her spend money the way she wanted.
Finally, my S.I.L. took herself off to a refuge, accusing my brother of attempted rape (no exaggeration – he is/was the most gentle and upstanding man). She was aided and abetted by a totally incompetent Social Services (this is no criticism of Social Services – I have many friends who work in SS) – this is just my/his personal experience. I couldn’t understand how my SIL managed to get all the authorities on her side – but we believe she’d already mapped out her strategy back in the Philippines – suck in vulnerable and desperate man, have child with him, accuse him of all sorts of abhorrent behaviour towards her and the children, divorce, then collect the house and all his money.
My brother paid for a fantastic solicitor – very caring and knowledgeable about overseas law. I became involved on a daily basis, because it was so serious – my brother could have been jailed because of her lies (which continued through three Court Cases) – she lied and lied and lied. Luckily, we’d tracked every conversation, e-mail, text, so could prove all her lies in Court – I attended all meetings with my brother’s solicitor plus Court hearings – my brother was worn down completely – plus the Court believed him and gave him 3 – 5 days access to his son a week (weekends at our house, plus after school) – we had to fight to get access – if her Social Workers had their way, my brother would have been on the street and my S.I.L. would have had her feet firmly under the carpet at my brother’s house – without having put any effort in at all.
She used every ounce of emotional abuse on my brother (after having emptied his bank account and our father’s inheritance completely). She was poison through and through – I’ve never felt so much blackness and nastiness in my whole life. I thought it was personal towards my brother and me (by default, because I made him stand up to his ‘wife’). She wanted a divorce, then tried to have sex with my brother (after accusing him of attempted rape – to produce another child for my brother to support). She was quite happy for him to be kicked out of his own home – on the street – she’s never put a penny into the house, and never done a day’s work in her life.
My brother finally called the police for all her emotional abuse, multiple nasty telephone calls, e-mails and text messages at all times of the day and night – she was pure poison. The policeman who visited said he’d seen this sort of behaviour so many times – he was great, but it was too late. My brother was so emotionally torn, wiped out that he died less than a week later – he was only 49.
His ‘wife’ refused to pay for his funeral (out of his own money) – she posted photos on Facebook of herself plus sis and daughter with about 20 designer handbags they’d bought a week or so later. Then we received letters from her solicitor stating she never wanted to see us again (me in particular, because I’d encouraged my brother to stand up to her), and she’s now back in the Philippines showing off her spending (rather than caring for her children’s future).
My head has been spinning the past two years since my brother died. I thought my S.I.L. was a one-off, but it appears she’s part of a totally unsavoury culture. She destroyed my brother, has tried to destroy me (because I stood up to her and got my brother to stand up to her).
For anyone still considering marrying a Filipino (because they’re gentle, people-pleasers), please don’t.
The race is hard-nosed, greedy and completely different to what we’re used to in the West.
The reason why I’m posting a little bit about my brother’s story (and ours), is to save at least one other person from being sucked into this wicked race’s greed, poison and nastiness. ‘foreign man seeking relationship’ – please leave, don’t look back, you have only had a small taste of the worst life imaginable – get out whilst you can, even if you leave all your possessions behind – it’s a price well worth paying.
I hope it’s acceptable to post this story here – my brother didn’t live in the Philippines, but all the nastiness, greed, poison, laziness, immoral, leeching behaviour came from the Philippines and Filipinas/Filipinos. There is so much more I could write, but I’m still full of anger at a wasted (good) life, whilst the leeches continue their lazy, immoral lives without a care for anyone they hurt.Published in