Guys, August Was Wild — Let Me Tell You

“I’M IN LOVE WITH MY BESTFRIEND PARTNER”.

Chill Guys, we listen we don’t Judge..

Everyone has a secret. Some are sweet, some are painful, and some are simply too shocking to say out loud. But here, our readers let it all out. Welcome to the confession corner, where truth finally finds a voice. 

Reader’s Confession :

I don’t even know where to begin. This feels so wrong to admit, but writing it out will take the weight off my chest. 

I’m in love with my best friend partner.

When they first got together, I was genuinely happy for her. She had been through so many failed relationships, and I thought, “Finally, she has found someone good”. He was respectful, charming, funny, and always went the extra mile just to make her happy. 

Naturally, I supported their relationship, I mean, what kind of best friend wouldn’t? But the more time I spent around him, the harder it became to ignore the spark I felt. At first, I convinced myself that it was just admiration. I told myself I just liked the way he treated her, but deep down I was simply wishing for that kind of love in my own life.

Now every time I see them together, my heart twists painfully. Whenever he looks at her with his eyes full of affection, I find myself wishing it were me. Whenever he makes her laugh, I silently rehearse how it feels, “what if he’s doing all that to me instead of her?” I just keep thinking nonstop. 

The painful and worst part is that he’s so kind to me, he treats me like family, like someone he genuinely cares about. But to me, those little gestures feel like daggers I soaked up while hating myself for it. 

The guilt is unbearable. I love my best friend so much; she’s like a sister to me, and I will never betray her. I would never cross that line. Yet, at night when I’m alone, my mind betrays me with thoughts I can’t control. Thoughts of “what if I’m the one in her shoes” and lots more. 

Sometimes I try to distance myself. I make excuses not to hang out with them, just so I can protect myself. But then my best friend notices and asks why I’m acting strange, and I can’t tell her the truth. How will I look my best friend in the eye and say, “I’m in love with the person you plan to spend the rest of your life with?” I can’t, I can’t even imagine myself doing that. 

Right now, I don’t know what to do. I feel trapped in my own emotions. On one hand, I want to bury this secret inside me forever. On the other hand, I feel like I’m suffocating from holding it all in. 

Am I a terrible person for feeling this way? Or am I just a human that’s unlucky enough to fall for the one person I should never love ?. 

OPEN LETTERS : 

Sometimes the best way to vent is to write a letter you will never send. The last letter I wrote was me venting to Sleep, my Alarm clock, the food delivery guy, Netflix, and my WiFi. 

Dear Sleep 

Why are you so loyal during the day but distant at night?. When I’m supposed to be working, you’re there calling me softly, pulling my eyelids down like a sweet lullaby. But at midnight, when I actually want you, you play hard to get. I toss, I turn, I count the ceiling, and still you hide. Sleep, please stop being toxic. I need you consistently, not on your own terms. Please be the supportive partner I deserve, or else, I will replace you with caffeine. 

Dear Alarm Clock 

Why do you hate me? Every morning, you scream at me like a drill, and I hit snooze like I’m fighting for my life. You ruin the sweetest part of my sleep, the dream where I’m a millionaire or dating Ronaldo. I don’t understand how a small device can cause so much pain. Yet without you, I’d probably still be in bed by noon. So I want to say thank you, but I also hate you. See you tomorrow, unfortunately. 

Dear Food Delivery Guy 

First of all, I appreciate you. You are the true MVP of my lazy evenings. But why do you always call me before getting to my address?. And why do you always judge me with your eyes when I order food?. I know what you’re thinking, “This one no Dey cook”. Well, you’re right, I don’t cook. So please, hand me my food with a smile and let’s pretend I’m a functioning adult. 

Dear Netflix 

You’re my best friend and my biggest enemy. You ask me, “Are you still watching?” Of course, I’m still watching, don’t shame me like that. You literally know I haven’t moved from this couch in six hours. But I will forgive you because you always give me endless drama, make me cry emotionally sometimes, and make me laugh my butt out most times. I may cheat on you with YouTube sometimes, but please don’t leave me, because you’re the love of my screen life. 

Dear WiFi 

Why must you pick the worst moment to disappear? I could be scrolling aimlessly, and you’re fine, but the second I need to send an urgent email or stream a live match, you vanish like a toxic ex. You return only when I’ve restarted the router 7 times, prayed, and promised you I won’t complain again. Please, WiFi, I beg you. Please be stable, be loyal, be the connection I deserve. Because without you, I’m just a confused human staring at a loading circle of nothing. 

Life may not give us all the answers we’re curious about, but it gives us enough struggles to laugh about, and the best way to vent about those funny struggles is to write about them, let it all out in the form of letters. 

Stay jiggy. Stay fresh. Stay real. 

Life is better when you Stay Jiggy!