Moving on…

I don’t want to regret all the decision that I made.  I’ve always believe that good or bad, those decisions were made because it’s what the universe says.  The reason why I went with the flow when D. says we’re moving to a shared apartment was that I felt that at that time, it was the right time to move.  I left the studio flat near Saudi Fisheries in Subeka because I got sick there.  Part of me believed that it had something to do with the flat where I was staying.  That’s the reason why till today, I never regretted moving out from that flat.

I stayed with D. for almost two years in the Prince Abdullah apartment that we shared.  Although I had to deal with Ds cats, I never complained about it.  Since I walk daily to the office, it’s also nearer, like it’ll take me 40 – 45 minutes from the apartment to our Prince Abdullah flat.  We had an alright set up there and so far so good.  I would love for it to remain that way but then, Ds decided to bring his Saudi friend to our shared apartment and that changed everything.

For several days during the month of April, I’ve noticed and was alarmed by the constant visitations.  In the Kingdom of the Sands, anything could happen.  I was tensed every time my flat mate had visitation that eventually I decided to move out.  I am not a kill joy or anything but I had to think of my own safety.  In the Kingdom of the Sands, these kinds of stuff are not tolerated and if you’re lucky, you’ll spend your glory days in the Saudi jail.  I wouldn’t have minded if his visitors are kabayans.

When I had the chance to talk to my manager, he says that I should move out right away.  He says that I already have a capability to pay for a decent apartment.  He says that if something happens to me there, he could not defend me.  I will also forfeit my ‘End of Service Benefits’ if in case, our house is raided.  I wouldn’t have minded if I were doing naughty things too but I am not like that.  I can still be rational that I would never do such things. 

I am free now, free from the danger that D has subjected me. I don’t want to condemn him but I was uneasy with what he did.  My anger has subsided now but it’ll take some time before I can speak to him again.  It was not easy being tensed all time so I suffered in silence.

I have a good feeling with my new flat.  I want to keep the energy positive.