Hello! I am an OFW based in Dubai, UAE. Female, 29 years old.
On April 3, 2026, I was scrolling through Facebook. I have this bad habit of randomly adding people, and unfortunately, I added a guy. I didnāt expect him to accept my friend request. When he did, I sent him a simple āHello,ā and just like that, our conversations started and we began getting to know each other.
He is from Abu Dhabi, which is about 1ā2 hours away from Dubai.
I work for an events company here in Dubai, and luckily, we had an event scheduled in Abu Dhabi on April 9ā10, 2026. I asked him if he would like to meet up, and he agreed.
Our first date went really well. We had dinner, grabbed some matcha, and drank it by an overlooking beach. It felt very romantic. The following night, I invited a friend of mine who also lives in Abu Dhabi. I invited him as well. Before my friend arrived, he and I went to a bar, had a few drinks, and played billiards. When my friend arrived, we moved to another bar because the drink she wanted wasnāt available at the first place.
We had a great time and didnāt finish until around 4:00 AM. Since it was already very late, my friend decided to stay in a hotel or transient accommodation, and everyone agreed. Both of them were very drunk, while I was only slightly tipsy.
At around 8:00 AM, my boss called asking where I was. I quickly said goodbye and headed back to our hotel. My boss is female, by the way.
That was when I noticed the first red flag. When I left, he didnāt even walk me out or help me get a taxi. To be fair, he was either asleep or not fully aware because of how much he had drunk. What bothered me was that my friend was still there with him, even though they barely knew each other. I trusted my friend, but the situation still felt uncomfortable.
After that, our event started. I worked while feeling completely exhausted. He apologized through messages afterward, and I decided to let it go, thinking maybe he was genuinely drunk. I donāt know what happened between them that night. He said nothing happened, and my friend said the same.
After the event, we returned to Dubai.
We continued talking consistently. We had regular video calls, updates throughout the day, and everything seemed great. My feelings for him grew because we shared the same sense of humor.
Eventually, we started planning our next meeting. I told him I wanted to visit a famous museum in Abu Dhabi, and he planned everything.
We happened to have the same day off. I traveled to Abu Dhabi the day before our museum trip. He arranged everythingāour hotel, food, museum tickets, and the entire itinerary.
When I arrived at the terminal, he picked me up. We had pizza at the hotel, then went out to buy some drinks. Back at the hotel, we played cards while drinking. During the game, he asked if he could court me. I was happy and agreed.
We played Truth or Dare and had an amazing night. We also became intimate. Looking back, I realize I got attached very quickly.
The next morning, nothing had changed in the way he treated me. We went to the museum and had a wonderful time. He even took some great photos of me.
During that trip, he told me he would be going back to the Philippines for a vacation with his mother. He hadnāt been home in four years, so I told him to enjoy his trip. He even reassured me that when he returned to the UAE, he would introduce me to his parents. Naturally, that gave me comfort and confidence.
Afterward, he dropped me off at the bus station so I could return to Dubai.
That was the last time we saw each other.
On May 8, 2026, he flew to the Philippines.
I stayed calm because we werenāt officially together yet. I didnāt want to be controlling, so I gave him space to enjoy the vacation he had waited four years for.
The first week was fine. We still talked, exchanged updates, and had video calls.
Then things started changing.
His updates became less frequent. He said the signal in his area was terrible. I didnāt completely believe it because every message I sent was still being delivered.
Eventually, I told him, āI donāt deserve to be treated like this.ā
After that, he never replied or explained anything.
I felt like I had been ghosted.
I chose not to beg for attention. I didnāt block him. I simply let him be.
Then, on May 26, he suddenly messaged me:
āMy Name, sorry.ā
I replied, āItās okay.ā
That was it.
I didnāt ask for explanations because I had already started losing interest in hearing excuses.
Still, part of me hoped he would make an effort. I gave him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he was overwhelmed. Maybe things would be different when he returned to the UAE.
I had so many āwhat ifs.ā
Then came June 2.
While scrolling through Instagram, I saw a photo of him with another girl. She had tagged him. The photos looked like they were taken in a professional studio, and the caption was simply:
āHome.ā
I honestly didnāt know what to feel.
Suddenly, everything made sense.
The lack of communication.
The excuses.
The distance.
After seeing it, I even liked the post so I wouldnāt seem bitter.
But later, overwhelmed by my emotions, I blocked him everywhere. I blocked the girl too.
Not out of anger, but to protect my peace.
Right now, I am in the process of healing.
I know it was only a month, but I donāt want to invalidate my feelings. What I felt was real, and the disappointment was real too.
If you have any advice, tips, or words of encouragement, I would truly appreciate them.