A Sure-Fire Way To Make Enemies

Greetings Barbarians! Long days and pleasant nights!

First off, I’d like to give my sincerest apologies for breaking down the other day. Things are piling up and I’m overwhelmed. Except for my daughter, each one of us in the house feels under the weather. Getting exposed to someone who tested positive isn’t helping my situation. I hope our symptoms are due to a sudden change in the climate. 

Again, I apologize for being a prick the other night. I didn’t mean to make you worry. 

Regardless, life goes on and there’s so much work to do. Despite how bad things are right now, I still have to move forward. How am I going to convince you I’m worth the money if I ain’t going to work, right?

Despite the recent debacle with my relatives, I still stand to never argue with anyone. Nothing good ever comes from arguments. Yet, this is a good opportunity to talk about how to make enemies. 

To give some context on what happened, A few years ago my mother had a business. She was giving out microloans for a small interest and business is good. My cousin was the one in charge of collecting payments from the loans. One day, she got robbed on her way to the grocery. The “robber” took away everything including my mother’s money, 150 thousand pesos of it. She was crying as she told this to my mother and was begging if she could pay the money she lost with interest. Being the kind-hearted person my mother was, she agreed. 

Months have passed, we notice that this cousin started a business. She even bought a new car and began traveling abroad. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say that she was the one who took the money and branched out on her own. But hey, as long as she is paying the money she lost and with interest, there’s nothing wrong, right? Wrong!

You see, these people are your typical Filipino. They always have the latest gadgets, cellphones, and the freshest sneakers. Even back then when they are sharing the house with us, they must have the Jordans, the real baller stuff.

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My mother had a difficult time collecting the money, even before COVID happened. She would always complain about how difficult it was to deal with my cousin. Most of the time, they would ignore her calls and put her on hold. What’s worse is that even my mother’s sisters, the aunties, are giving out excuses for the cousin.

I’m sure you are all aware of my current situation. Any day from now, the bank could come here and drive us away from our home. I’m doing my best to collect the money we need to pay the bank. Things are not good right now, so I took it to social media to voice out my concerns. I said:

“I don’t want to get angry. I usually use my social media to show how charming I am but I can no longer help it. 

Whenever it is time for you to pay up, you would always say you don’t have the money. Even our aunt tells us you don’t have it. But earlier today, a friend of yours dropped by and told me how lucky you are and how extravagant your life is. He even told me about some shady proposal you two are trying to make. Now, I’m not sure who’s lying, May I remind you that you didn’t have any problems with us when you needed it. So, don’t make it hard for my mother now. You always wonder why we didn’t like you. We didn’t like you because back when you needed something from my mother, she did her best to help out. Now that you no longer need anything, you shrug her off as if she was nothing.”

I want you to know that I don’t do this one social media and if my cousin wasn’t ignoring us I wouldn’t do this. You could sense my anger but I still tried my best to maintain decorum and not result in any form of ugliness. 

It caught the attention of her brother who started talking smack against us on social media. Now, I’m not the kind of man who screenshots a conversation and shows it to everyone to prove himself. I don’t do that, I’ll tell you how it is and it is up to you if you believe me or not. I owe it to myself and I owe it to the other party. I won’t drag someone into the mud because I disagree with them. 

I confronted him by saying “did they hear any smack from us when our mother took them in?” He retorts back by saying, whatever he owes us, he paid it in full my being my mother’s errand boy. I want to tell you that this cousin has no stable job in the past and recently got out of prison due to drug charges. It pains me to hear him say that, when all my mother did was give him an extra income to feed his family. Whatever errand my mother asked him to do, my mother paid him. I hope you can see what kind of people I am dealing with. It’s no wonder why he thinks 50k pesos means nothing to 1.5 million pesos. You could tell a man’s character by his gratitude. 

He continued to talk smack and began to threaten me, my brother, and my sister. Then, he proceeds to “disown” us by saying he has no other cousins besides others. I can’t believe this person. This person who we can’t even be proud of is disowning us. We don’t even want to tell people we’re related. There’s no love lost there and not a great loss either. 

So what is the moral in this story, besides not getting into arguments? Always maintain a level of respect for people even if you don’t agree with them. Losing respect is a sure-fire way to make enemies. I wouldn’t even exclude myself in this, this wouldn’t happen if only I’ve kept my cool and not posted anything. My only saving grace was, despite my anger and frustration, I maintained a level of decorum. Not once, I’ve thrown an ugly word but rather presented him with an argument that contradicts his. Even with what happened, I refuse to throw him under the bus. Sure, I could file a police report for the threats. We all know what happens when you file a police report against someone who’s under probation. With the Philippines and its war on drugs, it ain’t going to be pretty.

Never lose your respect for someone even if they deserve it. How you carry yourself towards other people is not a reflection of them but you. People can disagree with one another and still maintain a level of respect and decorum. After all, it’s what separates us from the animals.

I would like to thank PoeEternal, RecoveryWise, and PornGirl for their support. This means so much to us, I still have a long way to go but this gives us hope, thank you. I wish for the day this is over and get together as friends, even via simple phone calls. 

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Again, thank you! Maraming salamat at mahal ko kayo!

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To Courage, Freedom, and Respect.

“If you want to be respected by others, the great thing is to respect yourself. Only by that, only by self-respect will you compel others to respect you.”
― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Insulted and Humiliated

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2 thoughts on “A Sure-Fire Way To Make Enemies

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    1. Hey! Sorry for the late reply.
      Thank you for that, it means a lot. I rarely rant just for the sake of ranting and I try to learn something from everything. To be honest, I really feel that event was the turning point for us. I can’t help but feel that all this wouldn’t happen if it weren’t for that.

      Yes, they did us dirty. I’m just trying my best to make lemonade with my lemons. =)

      Thank you so much!

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