I used to have a favourite person

Greetings!

Back in the days, I used to have a favorite person whom I literally told every single thing going on in my life, and I must admit that life is very sweet when we have someone to share gist with, without any iota of fear that the person will leak those secrets to others. Yeah, imagine if you're crushing on someone and you don't have any friend or gist partner to tell that to and laugh over the moment? Life can't be all serious.

I experienced all these, but at a time, I just found myself out of the midst of people. I'm literally in the midst of people currently; I'm surrounded by many, both male and female, but taking the relationship closer to that stage of sharing deep things is what I'm finding so difficult to do. Or let me say, I'm not finding it difficult because I decided not to give it a try anymore.

Why did I choose that?

Let me say, my body suddenly stopped finding it welcoming because most of the time, the things I shared with people were used to work against me. There was this particular friend of mine that I considered a favorite person. We were so close, and we shared almost every detail about ourselves. We were in the struggling stage financially, with no tangible job to earn a living. Each of those times, we would share our struggling lifestyles in a way that each of us would pity the other to balance the situation. I would tell him about my side hustle, which was majorly my main hustle then—blogging on this platform. I would encourage him to join in writing, but he would refuse because, according to him, writing is stressful, and he also didn’t know anything about crypto. I offered to take my time to put him through, but he refused.

The worst scenario happened when he started begging me for money, and he would put it in such a way that I would not be able to refuse giving him because he already knew I was earning daily and weekly through writing. At first, I was giving him, but when he started forgetting to pay some of the money back, I decided to cut ties with him. You know, we were very close, and some of that money I gave him out of pity, and requesting a refund felt so odd. He took advantage of the closeness and forgot to pay back some of the money. Because I didn’t want to ruin the relationship on that ground, I kept mute and distanced myself instead.

To me, everything appeared as cheating because I opened up to him, telling him what I was doing to make a living, which he could also do because he is very fluent in English (if that’s even a requirement). Yet, he refused. He decided to cheat me by taking from me because we were very close and was not ready to refund.

That’s the reason I cut off the relationship. Although we still talk to this day, we no longer go all out sharing things that are uncalled for.

Thanks for reading.

This is my entry to CleanPlanet prompt of the week, initiated by @nwothini335

I'm inviting @ayowinner, @joycealarapon @samolaj @ainajane to join

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