Gaybutton wrote: ↑Tue Jul 23, 2019 1:11 pm
He was involved with a Thai guy and I feel a little guilty because I'm the one who introduced them. My friend was also doing everything right. He is German. When he was in Germany he spoke with the boy regularly over the phone and was fully financially supporting him, and even supporting the boy's family. This was going on for over three years. The boy was always delighted when he would come to Thailand, would be inseparable, and often cried when my friend left to return to Germany. It turned out those were crocodile tears.
I fear GB’s memory has been clouded over the years. I never called my boyfriend from Germany. There wouldn’t have been much point since I have been living in England all the time. I supported him financially to allow him to go to university, but I never supported his family. I only ever met his mum on a regular basis. She was working in a restaurant in Pattaya and on her days off we would take her for a meal at some seafood restaurant. If he gave her money from my allowance, he did it without my knowledge. His mother never asked me for anything.
We met in October 2004 and had many happy times together. I only found out that it was all over in November 2007 when I arrived in Bangkok and switched on my Thai mobile phone. I received a message from him telling me that we are finished and that he has a new boyfriend. I never saw him again. The closest I came to meet him again was about six years later when I saw his car parked in a street in Korat, a few months before he died. That he had HIV is new to me. At the time GB told me a different story about his cause of death.
You can imagine that I was devastated, having been dumped by SMS. However, instead of joining the flying farang squadron I decided to make the most of my holiday and to go out and enjoy myself. And that’s what I did. I went to the bars, something I never did with my boyfriend and I also had a few offs. I made one resolution: I would never again support a guy financially on a regular basis and so far, I have stuck to this. In hind side I have to thank my boyfriend for ending the relationship, because since we split up, I have had so many happy memories and a few sad once, none of which would have ever occurred if we had still been together.
When I stayed in Pattaya in November 2007, after having been dumped, I became friends with one of the hotel staff. I have to confess that I love him to bits. He would be the ideal boyfriend, but unfortunately, he is not gay. He is like my younger brother and whenever I visit his family in Roi Et, I feel like coming home. His grandmother always cries when I have to leave again and she always asks my friend when is Pu Jay coming back. In the village I’m not just a farang, I’m the village farang who always joins in when there are special events and everybody seems to know me.
Since my experience in 2007 I hooked up with a guy from Kalasin who I met in an ice cream parlour. We had a brief fling but I ended it. The chemistry just wasn’t there. Then I had a boyfriend from the North of Isaan. We were together for about two years when we suddenly both realised it was over, I couldn’t even give a proper reason. He is still a part of my wider circle of Thai friends. There was a period without any significant other until I met my boyfriend from Buriram at the beginning of 2013. We were together for 5 years and then history repeated itself: he suddenly decided to cut off all contact with me without giving any reason. Last year I had the crazy idea to go look for him in Buriram and took a Laos friend with me as interpreter and travel companion. It turned out that my Ex had moved to Bangkok and I had two enjoyable weeks with my friend from Laos. We became very close and in October 2018 we went to Laos to visit his family and to travel around the country. We also made plans for him to come to England this year. In December I received the message from his friends that he had died. In May this year I went back to Laos to visit his grave.
At the end of my May trip I met another boy from Laos in Pattaya. I had been to Boyztown at the beginning of my trip and encountered two guys I quite fancied but didn’t want to get involved with at the time for one reason or another. Of course, when I went back, they were nowhere to be seen. Instead this boy from Laos approached me and offered me a massage. I wasn’t really that keen at this moment but his beautiful smile won me over and we ended up spending my last two nights together before my flight back to England. Since then we have been in constant daily contact and I can’t wait until we meet again in September. He is now back in Laos and has sent me so many photos of his daily live that I could fill an album.
I feel that this time it is different. Looking back on my time with my Thai boyfriends it was always a very one-sided relationship. Everything was tickety-boo when we were together in Thailand, but as soon as I returned to England it was mainly me who tried to keep in touch. It was already very different with my late Laos boyfriend who would regularly message me and it is really extreme with my current significant other. Although we have only met for a short time, we always seem to find something to talk about every day.