miguel said:
Now, instead of being so curious and making a simple conversation being about gossip, why don't you tell us of your fortune while relocating to the DR. You know, like were you live, where you work, who are your friends, etc. I would like to hear from people like you that have relocated to the DR.
Fine.
I came here last June because it was time for a life change. Or should I say I had a nervous breakdown and woke up considering suicide every day. No matter how much I tried to make things better, they got worse. So, instead of living in my own personal hell, I moved here.
Why not? At the time, I didn't have anything to lose.
Of course things were a bit difficult in the beginning because I was in a new culture that I had never really been exposed to. Like almost all new expats, I made a couple of mistakes but they were platforms from which to learn.
When I first arrived here, up until a little over a month ago, I was supporting my niece in the US. Long story, many people know it by now, but my delinquent sister decided to take her back after I had raised her since birth. I had paid for a trip for my mom and dad to bring my little girl, sorry niece, down here for good in the beginning of January. I found out the day after Christmas that there would be no trip because my sister had a change of heart and wanted to actually try and be a mother to the child she gave birth to.
Anyways, in the beginning, I lived very frugally here. It would have been pretty damn selfish of me to splurge down here on things I did not need when there was a 2 year old girl in the USA that was a hell of a lot more important to me than my own wants and needs. Maybe some call it low class but to me, it was a loving and necessary sacrifice.
It is expensive to provide solely for a child in the US - private daycare was 1200 a month, clothing another 2-300, toys 150-200, Dora the Explorer, The Wiggles and Max and Ruby DVD's - another 100 a month. And let's not even mention food.
Now, I'm only supporting myself so yes, I can splurge. Bit it hasn't made me any happier than I was before.
When I arrived, I lived in a hotel room in Hotel Castilla, above where I used to work, then I lived in a nice house with 2 roommates which just didn't work out, afterwards an apartment that also didn't work out as the landlady was a thief, back to the hotel and then finally to my beautiful new apartment where I hope to stay for good.
It always take awhile to get settled into a new place and now I am settled. Things are going astonishingly well. I'm happy and I'm starting to recognize the person I used to be.
I love my job - I do billing for a telecommunications company based in Canada and I also supervise the other workers in my office. I make very good money for the DR. In the US, it would not be considered so good but the cost of living is cheaper here, on most things.
If I could, I wouldn't change a thing. I miss my niece so, so much and will always have a void inside of me that nothing can fill but that is out of my hands.
All in all, I'm happier than I've ever been in my entire life. Life is simpler here and I don't have a lot of stress in my life. Things are good.
So that's my story Miguel, nothing more, nothing less.