I turned 20 in June, and my so-called ex-boyfriend decided that the only gift he would give me is an STI. Someone I dedicated all my life to! We started dating when I was 18, and we met when I was in ND2. During the first two months of our relationship, I caught him cheating once. But after digging, I discovered he had cheated at least three times before I found out. He tried convincing me that it all happened before we started dating. I can’t believe I actually fell for it. Two years down the line, and my reward for being loyal to this id!ot—who doesn’t even know what he wants in life—is an infection! The bastard isn’t even apologizing for cheating.
He’s just angry because of the infection issue. The werey no even see money drop for treatment. Since July last year, I have been treating this STI, and it hasn’t gone away. I had to go for a scan because all the medications weren’t working. I was told I have chronic PID. At this point, I’m sure my kidney or liver is almost failing because of the amount of medicine, injections, and drips I have taken. Well, I have cried, and I know this phase will pass soon. From now on, if anyone talks to me about love, I fit go Ijebu go swear for that person. Well, you all stay safe, sha.
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