Filipino diaspora and dysfunctional families
Here in the Philippines, a Filipino diaspora’s life is widely and blatantly captured in the media, through movies, songs, teleseryes and stories. But behind all the drama, the OA scenes, the illicit affairs and unwanted children lies the true heart of the growing problem that’s slowly sweeping the country: the long trail of broken families.
Very rarely are the stories that depict the psychological and emotional journeys of those who left and those who are left behind. Sometimes the audience are distracted with the way the scenes go, rather than the real story itself, as these movies and stories are stressing to point out.
Those real stories I’ve heard, the real people who experienced them full-hand, those people who went through hell and back to survive an already crumbling family pushed me to embrace a rather extreme advocacy my friends often considered as impossible: To stop the growing numbers of Filipinos forced to leave their homes and work abroad.
My vision for the country is loud and clear. I don’t want it to be considered a maid country anymore. I want its citizens to work for the country and leave it by choice, not as a form or necessity to give food to their loved ones.
Sure the skills of the Filipinos are known throughout the world, but at the end of the day, it’s not just about having been able to do our jobs properly and efficiently. It’s working and becoming a parent for our children. At the end of the day, a disgruntled OFW would find out that raising their own kids personally and watching them grow up is worth more than the new house and lot or the brand new car.
I’ve known many sad and painful stories to not just be silent in the corner and shut the hell up. I really can’t stand having a future like this, a country full of fragmented families, children not knowing to be loved and cared by their own parents. I can’t help but to care, because I also have several of my family members working hard abroad. Some of them went mysteriously disappeared, some having another families while their original family here is starving to death.
I don’t think I wouldn’t be able to live that kind of future.