When friends betray me

In life, betrayal cuts so deep when it comes from close friends or family members and when such trust is broken, it can never be repaired. In this post, I’ll be sharing with you my experience I had from a close friend of mine who betrayed me and how I was able to handle it. I’ll also be sharing information on how to deal with people who have broken your heart several times.

But before going ahead, let me invite @ochelebe, @lovelystar and @us-andrew.

For me, betrayal is when someone you trust so much stab you in the back. Someone you never imagined, hurt you to a point that you find it so hard to forgive the person each time you see them. Even when you forgive the person, you can never forget what they did to you because the scar can never heal.

Well, the worse betrayal I have had was when I took a childhood friend of mine that I’ve not seen in a long time to my house. Why making food for us to eat in the kitchen, he stole my laptop and phone. But I’ve shared that story enough here. Let me talk about another one that happened between me and another close friend of mine.

When it comes to ladies, he use to be my right hand guy. Whenever we see any lady we like, we’ll approach her and he’s a sweet talker. Most times when we sit together with other friends, we talk about our adventures with ladies. You can’t blame us, we were still young, naive and just having a good time.

Base on how close we were, i do allow him into our family house and my siblings do see him as a brother, same way his siblings were also looking at me. I never for one day crossed boundaries of asking his sisters out despite the fact that they were good looking but behind me, this guy was asking my kid sister out.

I was hearing rumors from my other friends that they have been seeing my kid sister and my guy at weird locations and it seems they were dating. Whenever I ask them about it, they will deny it and I notice he kept his distance from me.

One day a mutual friend of ours saw both of them in a club and informed me about it, I was so mad that I left what I was doing at home and head straight to the club. Got there and saw them dancing. I dragged my sister out of the club, in the process she fell on the ground.

Seeing my kid sister looking tipsy was already boiling my blood. My guy came and held me outside to take it easy with my sister. That was when all hell broke loose. We had a serious fight. We live in a rough neighborhood and the fact that we are friends, it was exciting for them to watch, no one separated us.

Considering how close we were, it was a fight worth watching. My sister tried to separate us but we overpowered her. We fought to a point, we got tired and separated ourselves. Wound all over our bodies. Well, that was how our friendship ended and I warned my sister never to meet him again.

Like the popular saying goes, “time heals all wounds”. So, as time passes by, it became a thing of the past and gradually I healed. Despite the heavy fight between us, at some point we started talking to each other again. However, that closeness was not as it used to be again and i like it.

You just have to let go from your heart because that’s the only way you can heal. Giving them free accommodation in your heart as a result of the bitterness each time you see them, will only be depression.

Setting boundaries also helped me. This time, he knew very well not to come anywhere near my sisters because It would be another war without end.

That day I learned a lesson from the whole incident and had to cut ties or whatever friendship we’d with each other because that was what I felt was best for us.