Cebu is a really nice place to live, and I need to get out of here and save myself.
Quick Info: I’m 32. Canadian. Incredibly average. I earn a decent living working remotely as a programmer. I don’t do the p4p thing.
I mostly used DIA and friends of friends to meet girls.
The damaging part of living here isn't so easy to describe. I guess what fucks with me the most is the manner in which the gender roles are completely reversed. Women pick up the men. They catcall at us, hit on us, overly flirt all the time. I (like a woman in any other reality) am always on the defense because of this … I simply wouldn't have enough hours in the day to actually give each girl a chance.
This may sound amazing to you, and perhaps it is when you’re young, dumb and full of cum, but at my age where I’m not willing to put up with nonsense from 22 year olds just to get laid … it gets a little … dark.
First … every relationship of any kind is met with drama of some sort. There’s simply no escaping it. These girls latch on to you the second you give them any impression that they have a chance. If you do actually like the girl and spend any time with her, she will be on your arm whenever she is able.
Here are 3 examples of things that have gone on in my life JUST in the last 2 weeks. Keep in mind, I am a very laid back person and I avoid drama at all cost. Many past girlfriends have compared me to “Spock”. I always handle drama with straight to the point logical thinking. I know, trying to use logic here isn’t a good idea.
1) A close friend (girl) who I hung out with often would tell me she can no longer stand to be around me because she is in love with me. She told me this by coming to my apartment at 4am when she was done work. She left and I haven’t heard from her since.
2) Sitting at a friend’s house when a girl in our circle of friends comes over, screams at him for sleeping with other girls and then smashes a bottle and cuts herself with it. Blood everywhere.
3) Was with a buddy last night at a bar and saw a girl I know sitting at a table with 6 of her girlfriends. She insists we come over because her friend likes my friend. Fine, fair enough. They end up exchanging numbers. Tonight I’m at a bar with a different group and the girl I knew, and the girl my friend was talking to show up and start questioning me as to why my friend hasn't called the girl back. Then demanding I tell them where he is. I must have said “stop being so fucking retarded” about 50 times. My table of friends laughed at first, but somewhere the vibe changed and we weren't laughing anymore. My friend tells me to fucking die … her friend is crying. They met less than 24 hours and she was full on stalking him. I text him a warning.
It’s always something. So much that I just quit dating altogether. I had 3 regulars who I was very up front to about and one-by-one they dropped out because of supposed attachment (or perhaps I wasn't giving taking them to nice enough places).
So … what am I left with? A city with no trust in the locals whatsoever, food I don’t like and a total lack of logic. I decided it’s time to move on. Booked a flight to Panama city for the end of January and will cruise around South America for 6 months to try and figure out where I hang my hat.
I realize your mileage will vary and the things I don’t enjoy about this place has a lot to do with me and my personality. And, it’s not all bad. I've made some good friends, shagged some hot (and some not so hot) girls. I've traveled around the islands and enjoyed the heat. I just don’t think it’s healthy for my brain to stick around much longer. I'm getting to be too cold to people.
No regrets … but I know when it’s time to move on … and it’s time.