“Guy, be a man now! You never carry any babe come before. Na only you dey loyal for relationship like say na marriage.”
That was the final straw.
I remember that line so clearly because it made me stop, look at my friend, and ask myself what am I really doing here? This was someone I had shared laughter, tears, and food with. A brother from another mother. But over time, his obsession with women and his desperate need to drag me along his path started to feel like a trap. And one day, I finally found the courage to walk away.
It wasn’t an easy decision. Ending a friendship that had lasted for years can never be easy. We grew up together, same neighborhood, same street, even the same classroom. We knew each other's secrets, families, and dreams. But things started changing when we got older. While I was trying to build something meaningful out of life, he was sinking deeper into reckless habits, drinking, womanizing, and bragging like it was something to be proud of.
At first, I tolerated it. I thought, maybe he’d grow out of it. I advised him, warned him, even tried ignoring some of his behavior. But when he started calling me “weak” and “too soft” because I didn’t want to jump from one girl to another like him, I knew I had reached my limit. Friendship is supposed to uplift, not manipulate.
One day, after another round of uncomfortable conversations and unnecessary pressure, I sent him a long message. I told him the truth that I valued myself too much to let anyone control how I live my life. That I believed in respect, in loyalty, and in building my future with intention, not distraction. I told him I wished him well, but we couldn’t continue the friendship anymore.
He didn’t take it well. He called me names. Said I was judging him. But deep down, I felt peace. Not because I hated him, but because I loved myself enough to walk away.
Looking back now, do I regret it? No, not at all. In fact, I thank God I didn’t let his influence change me. Who knows what my life would have become? I might have lost a good relationship, hurt innocent girls, or ended up in serious trouble.
I still pray for him sometimes. Maybe one day he’ll wake up and realize life is more than just chasing skirts. But even if he doesn’t, that’s his path, not mine.
Friendship is not by force. Influence is not by pressure. And sometimes, the best love you can show someone is from a distance.
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