As days went by, we kept texting both of us dealing with our own little storms. We'd talk about our boyfriends, our frustrations, our doubts. We were miles apart, yet our experiences felt the same. Then one day, we found out the truth they were both cheating on us. Different boys, same pain.
We didn't even need to say much. We just knew. So we walked away… not from love, but from the kind that made us feel small.
We started focusing on ourselves, on healing, on becoming the girls we once were before they broke us.....And before I go any further…
My name is Elaria I'm 18 years old, and this is my story. A story that isn't fiction. It's real. Every word you'll read actually happened and maybe, just maybe, you'll see a part of yourself in me too.
It was New Year's Day, 1st January 2024.
The house was filled with laughter, music, and the smell of jollof rice. My family was celebrating, and even though everything felt warm and familiar, a part of me was already thinking about school That was when my phone buzzed. It was a message from Jovi.
She said she missed me that she wished she could see me soon. Her words felt soft, almost like a hug through the screen. I smiled and told her she could come see me when I returned to school. She agreed, and just like that, something small but beautiful began to unfold.
That night, I gave my WhatsApp link to my childhood friend Gemma and a few others to post on their statuses. I didn't really expect much from it I just wanted to meet new people, talk, laugh, maybe feel something different for a change. Soon enough, my phone started buzzing with messages from strangers. New names. New faces.
We exchanged introductions, and it felt like opening tiny doors into people's lives. Some were polite, others funny, a few were just curious. I didn't know it then, but one of those random messages was about to change everything for me.