When I first landed in the city that never sleeps, everything made me worry, and by everything I mean everything. The thought of staying in a country so different from the country where I had been my whole life, shook me to my core.
But honestly as corny as this is going to sound, I was in for a surprise, this country, its people, its culture, it changed me and I can happily say this, I can't go home anymore because I am already here.
It all started when I, a graduating medical student, or it would be better to say an unemployed doctor, wanted something else in life, I wanted something spicy in my life, ironically. I guess that something spicy came in the form of tom yam and Pad Kra Pao.
Thailand was not my first choice, this can be attributed because of issues I would face, the major one being the language barrier.
It was going to be a struggle to learn a whole new language from the get-go and it was this that also kept me away from places like India and France. It was just too much, I'd rather find myself in a predominantly English-speaking nation to allow me the ease of ordering a simple pizza.
There's also the issue with managing my patients, how would I deal with them when I can't speak a single word of Thai, being able to communicate with them is so important in my field of work, that it made it even more ming boggling to move my entire life here, how would I even move if I don't have money. No English therefore no patients and no patients means no money all in all if I don't get the money I can't pay rent. It was a dead-end idea that ended before it could get started or so I thought.
Even with all the negatives I still loved the idea of living in Thailand though, but I mean I was being realistic, I mean after watching countless episodes of my favourite and not so favourite bl series' how could I not be obsessed with Thailand. It's a gay man's haven but being real is about looking at the facts instead of these mind formed fantasize.
I wanted to have a chill life, you know the usual sitting by the beach and drinking a coconut, going to work in the morning, and going back to that same beach at night to enjoy the cool breeze.
I mean this is what I fantasize my life would be like here, to me it was a perfect equation to make or break my days in Thailand and I wanted this, but drinking coconuts was by far the last on my list of why I choose to stay. There's just too many things and it will be relayed in a manner that best does justice to this land, the land of the Thais.