As I sit here, reflecting on my past, I am reminded of the wise words: “Love is beautiful, but it can also be toxic.”My story is an attestation to this.
It all began in high school when I met him. We started as friends, but I soon found myself crushing on him. However, I was caught up in my religious beliefs, which made me think that dating was wrong.
As fate would have it, he was already in a relationship, but we remained close friends. Whenever he had issues with his girlfriend, he would confide in me, and I would offer advice, even praying for him.
But little did I know, my feelings for him were growing stronger day-by-day. It wasn’t until we shared a moment in our school’s dormitory that I realized the intensity of my emotions.
He whispered in my ear, “What are you looking at?” and my heart skipped a beat. I froze, unsure of how to react.
I confided in my best friend, who, unbeknownst to me, told him about my feelings. He confessed his love for me, but I was hesitant, given his existing relationship.
We continued to communicate, and he even introduced me to his mother as his best friend. But I couldn’t shake off the feeling that I was doing something wrong.
I broke up with him, and he was hurt. But what followed was a series of events that left me emotionally and mentally drained.
His ex-girlfriend confronted me, revealing that he had introduced her to his mother as well. I felt cheated and betrayed.
We reconnected after I completed my A-levels, and we started a long-distance relationship. However, our relationship was marred by trust issues, and he eventually asked for a breakup.
I was devastated, but I tried to move on. We reconnected again, but he continued to exhibit toxic behavior, constantly comparing me to my best friend and making me feel inadequate.
The final straw came when he told me that he wanted to call my best friend, referring to her as the “most beautiful girl.” I was furious and felt like he was trying to turn me against my best friend.
I finally found the courage to block him, and for the first time, I feel good after a breakup. I realize that I deserve better, and I will not settle for anyone who makes me cry.
To all the girls out there, remember: love is beautiful, but it can also be toxic. Don’t be afraid to walk away from someone who makes you feel worthless. You deserve better.
