My options are terrorist threats or slow economic decay.

When I finally got a job offer that allowed me to move to Europe, I thought "That's it, I've done it. This is what I wanted".

And obviously is what I still want. Who wouldn't? Working and living in one of the top countries of the World. Ranked 9th on income per capita, 3rd on Human Development, 2nd on e-Government Readiness, 3rd on Press Freedom, and 4th on Most Happy Countries in the World.

The people are great, biking all the time is awesome, the beer quality difficult to top, the weather so-so, and having access to beautiful places only in hours ride, super enjoyable. Undoubtedly, a great choice, however you look at it.

So, why is it that sometimes an awkward feeling keeps me from resting properly? Let me give you a small clue: I had a son 6 months ago. Another clue: it has nothing to do with his screams at night.

I moved from a well known third world country, Argentina, after giving too much thought. But the general social unrest that you could feel there, plus the world's second greatest inflation, were only two reasons I left.

I was tired of feeling that it didn't matter how much effort I gave, it was taking me nowhere. Tired of getting 30% annual salary increases only to end up with less money in my pockets at the end of the year.

I was one of the lucky ones to actually buy a house before we were forbidden to exchange pesos to dollars (actual currency the real estate market uses there) and prices skyrocketed. Did I tell you I was blessed with an annual 17% mortgage interest rate? That's one of the best you can get.

So, just after moving to Rotterdam, my wife's and my general feeling was of actually dodging a bullet. But now I feel I traded some economical growth and a nice house, for the feeling of terrorism knocking at my door.

Because my country has many flaws, but fearing a massive shooting or a jihadist running a truck during celebrations it's not one of them.

This is still immensely difficult to understand to someone from my country what it feels when the train station you use every single day it's closed because some guy closes himself in the train bathroom and threatens to blow up the entire block, only a month after another guy does the same but with a AK-47.

How do you explain them that just a few blocks from where you work, a suspect of collaborating on the Paris and Brussels attacks gets arrested with a lot of ammunition?

Terrorism seems to attack on every nearby city, with the latest in Munich happening just 800 kilometers away from my door, Paris being at 450 km, and Brussels just 140.

Still, if I'm asked if I want to go back to my country, I can say No without much hesitation. Am I really comparing terrorism to economical dismay? Well, as a matter of fact, I am. A terrorist attack, being as violent and sudden as they are, are nearly impossible to predict and very difficult to prevent.

But what's really possible to predict is the helplessness the people of my country felt and will continue to feel, as the economic mess worsens. And it's easy to predict that this is a problem that will last at least two or three generations.

My country had no REAL wars for hundreds of years. We are still licking our wounds on the Malvinas Islands skirmish, when led by an alcoholic dictator, we hurray'd sending hundreds of our young to die.

Still, half of the population is structurally poor. And they may not have terrorism, but the chance of getting shot to death in an armed robbery, it's 100 times more real than any terrorist attack. My wife's fear when I had to travel long distances on public transport was more real to me than any terrorist attempt.

I don't want to say that terrorism isn't real here, by any means. There are real chances that The Netherlands could be hit next, as different political shifts take place all around.

The Brexit may be pointed out in the future as the initial step where a lot of other different disasters unraveled, along with Trump being elected President (god please save us).

There's a lot still waiting to happen on this side of the world.

But I'm still holding so much more respect and trust to the government here, that I ever did back in my country. A good friend of mine once said to me: You're a citizen of the country where you pay taxes. I'm here now. I'm playing by this rules now. I'm doing my part, and I trust other will do theirs.

In the end, economy is nothing but trust. And you could also be a victim of economic terrorism.

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