Thread by @ThejourneyofACL

2019

HOW I MET THE LOVE OF MY LIFE 💑.
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First impressions are nonsense, let me tell you something.Sometime last year, a guy intercepted me on my way out of Port Harcourt Spa and asked me out. Fine person! Tall and chubby, just the way I like them...

Well, with my plenty home training, I turned him down politely and continued my journey.For where?! Oga continued following me o. He wanted to know why? So I told him I had a boyfriend who loved and cared for me, and I wouldn't want to break his heart.

So can I have your number please? We could build a platonic relationship. You seem nice and receptive." I laughed. Receptionist ni! See this one! In this time and age? All these guys that like to follow backyard to collect somebody's investment... Better be kiafu! .

Well, after much much, I gave Oga my number😶At some point, he began to call too much, asking for a date. I blocked his line. Date ko, calendar ni! Again, he resulted to text messages.

I blocked that avenue too. Before I knew it, WhatsApp and Facebook Chat haff start. I discovered him and quickly blocked his hands off. Hian! 😂Then one evening as I was trying to sleep, I heard a knock on my door, and there He was. Standing. Smiling too. Very cute! Hian!

"How did you find me?" I asked.
"I love you." He replied.
Love who? Is like this one is high. Sharp sharp, I banged my door on his face, and went back to sleep. But the picture of his stupid cute smiling face won't just leave my head,

no matter how much I covered myself with the blood of my boyfriend. God abeg o!Fast forward to some months later. I got into deep trouble. Serious one. I felt I was gonna die from the effect. So I began to seek help. From friends and foes alike.

Guess what? In a twinkle of an eye, I looked around and I was standing alone. No boyfriend. No friends. Nobody. well some friends were kind enough to stay afar and Cheer me up with loud tunes:

"Hi, but nobody told me how. Nobody stood with me. Everything happened from a distance. No help, no direction. Nothing.

Gradually, I slipped into depression. I became bitter. Angry at anything and anyone. Tired. Drained. Distraught. Dejected. Almost insane.

At a point I attended every workshop/seminar. Listened to therapists. Tried making new friends, but still... nothing.

I Sha gave up and withdrew myself from civilization. I'd switch off my phones many times, to make sure I was the only one in my space. I was alone.A month later, I decided to jog on my street again. Had a "funny" story to write,

and needed to clear my head a bit, so I could get in the mood. As I jogged, I notice someone was also jogging from behind me. "Oni, stop. Stop!" He called.
Egbami! Who told this stalker my name?! I was furious.

When he noticed I won't stop, he doubled his steps and caught up with me. I looked at his face. Fine man. Same chubby person. Stalker aiye! Jersey and boots...Designers. Imagine? Mtcheew! He's even a bloody show off!

I rolled my eyes at him, and was about to continue my journey, when I felt him grab me. Into an embrace. I wanted to fight, but I was too tired to. Besides, the effect of the hug was seeping in. Very medicinal something. Unashamedly, I warned myself:

Aunty Pen, you need this, camdan and collect.😂 Gradually, I relaxed into him. Like I wanted to enter inside his body. Boom! The tears came. I cried uncontrollably. Just as I was entering gear 1, shame started catching me.

See me hustling for hug from the broad shest of a man that I have blocked on all platforms! Tueh!
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