I want to write a post about this person. Let's just call him JL.
I got to know JL in January last year when he contacted me via WhatsApp. He had gotten my contact from someone I met through Grindr. After exchanging a few messages, I decided to meet up with him. It was unusual for me to meet someone with his profile. You see, JL was 72 years old - an age I considered too mature for me. But I enjoyed our conversations, as he was Peranakan and would often code-switch to Peranakan Malay while sharing stories about his late mother. It was easy to relate to his stories, as they bore many similarities to my mum’s. I ended up meeting him a couple of times and, after a while, sensed that he liked me. This led to quite a bit of uneasiness because the person who gave him my number liked him as well. It was complicated, but I stayed above the drama and simply told him I wasn’t interested in any relationships, as I was partnered at the time. JL respected my decision.
JL is a highly prideful and self-centered person. He is also very sensitive and tends to read too much into every word used in conversations. He has a habit of throwing tantrums whenever things don’t go his way. Admittedly, there were many occasions when I felt uncomfortable with his condescending and rude tone during our conversations, but I gave him the benefit of the doubt and took it in stride. Perhaps, I told myself, it was just one of those idiosyncrasies of an elderly person. He left for Bangkok in March and, for reasons I won’t elaborate on, decided it was not safe for him to return to Singapore. Given his self-declared fugitive status, he asked me for help to run some errands but in the midst of the conversation, abruptly blocked me and left me cold. I didn’t hear from him again until sometime in October, when he decided it was time to return - by which point he had unblocked me.
Upon his return, we met for a meal, during which he asked if I could be his executor. I politely declined, given my less-than-positive experience with him and the fact that I didn’t know him well enough to take on such a responsibility. Things remained cordial for the next two months. Sometime in December, he asked me for a favor - to give him a haircut - which I did a couple of weeks before Chinese New Year. He then invited me for a meal during the festive period, mentioning that he would be alone with nothing to do. I agreed but told him I might be traveling and could only confirm the date and time closer to the occasion. In the end, I didn’t travel. And I reached out to finalise the meet up plans. However, for some unknown reason, he later canceled the appointment and blocked me again.
Dealing with people who, without explanation, decide when to engage with you or cut you off is frustrating. It’s deeply disrespectful, entirely self-centered, and shows a complete lack of accountability. Previously, I had given him the benefit of the doubt, assuming that being alone overseas might have made him stressed and influenced his behavior. But this time, I decided it was best to delete his contact altogether. Life is too short to tolerate such treatment - I deserve better.