Love is never enough

Growing up I have always been sheltered, the third of four children. Some even ask if I was the only girl or last born but no that’s not why, apparently things got a bit better for my parents after I was born which in Nigeria is a sign of goodluck.

Before I proceed my name is Deborah and this is my heart break story. I am from the southern part of Nigeria, currently pursuing my second degree because well I am seeking greener pastures.

So all my life I attended private university, from my primary education to my university level like I said sheltered and those to know the system of Nigeria private schools they know most of them prefer their students in the school environment. Which was where I met let me call him A.

He was from the northern part of Nigeria and at that time a total gentleman. A and I were super close, we joined the dance real together, we sit together during chapel services, we hang out after classes and all those small small thing you can think of to do as a couple. It was all good and fine till I left for my service. It is a compulsory one year National youth service corp in my country.

I served before he did because my course was four years while his was five. And I’m the course of my service I chose the north because I know it will be closer to him. Well things changed after I got to service we speak less and bicker more (distance I guess).

At a point I decided to visit, spend time together to rekindle our relationship but that’s where everything started going downhill. Journey from my part to of the north to his was about 13hours but because of love I was ready.

Well first of all throughout my journey he was barely in contact, for the fact that I left my side late, I had to spend an extra day in the road and for a lady who wasn’t working and was paying for her own transport to her boyfriend place (which was not supposed to be).

Then when I got their he didn’t inform his parents I was coming (inserts a Yoruba haaaaaa) things got messy but one way or the other my accommodation was secured. He took my phone to charge because it was low and there was no light at my side at that time came back we hung out, got mushy and all the rest.

Oh yeah I almost got r*p*d during the course of my journey. Now this is the interesting part I got back to my base to information he already went through my phones and selected specific numbers with the message and I quote “hello I am A, Debby’s boyfriend although as of now I’m an ex since she already fulfilled what I wanted, it’s not like I am going to marry her “.

I got mad but I didn’t break up. I became cold, bitter and distance, I made sure he noticed I wasn’t part of his life again, guess what he never expected them to show me the messages and he kept calling me and texting me. It got to a point he noticed I wasn’t invested again then he decided to change the narratives and accused me of cheating on him (ha is this ment).

I didn’t argue, I didn’t fight it, I was already emotionally detached so I just went with the whole narrative and broke up

Moral of my story don’t trust blindly,fact is the red flags were there but I was too naive in love to pay attention to it. This has opened my eyes to things and if at all I notice any little spot of red I’m off, I cannot deal with that kind of negativity and disappointment again. Not that anybody is perfect it’s just like a trauma to me

P:s I was later told I was one of his many virgin conquests (funny isn’t it, I gave it up because I thought he wa the one).

I hope you enjoy this story🙏🙏