Since my side is finally being discussed, let me start from the beginning. Five years ago, before we even got to school we were friends in Benin. She wasn’t just my friend. I genuinely considered her my sister. And the first thing I need to correct is the story about the so called boyfriend she said I went behind her back with. Did you tell them that he was my friend before he ever became your boyfriend? Did you tell them that you actually met him through me? There was nothing romantic or intimate between us. He was simply someone I knew and considered a friend. We had mutual friends, we’d hang out occasionally, we’d talk normally. Then you met him through me, and eventually, you two started dating. But once you became his girlfriend, things changed. You became uncomfortable with his female friends, including me. You wanted him to cut off female friends even people he had known before you. You asked him to stop communicating with me, and from what I was told, you were also contacting other girls around him and asking them to stay away from your man. And when he came to me about it, I didn’t secretly plot against you. I told him exactly what I thought. I told him that I didn’t think it was healthy to demand that someone completely cut off friends simply because they were women. And when you came to me, I told you the same thing to your face. I asked you to imagine how you’d feel if the roles were reversed. What if your boyfriend suddenly told you that you couldn’t speak to any of your male friends anymore? What if he started monitoring your phone, questioning everyone you spoke to and demanding that you cut people off because you were dating him? Was I supposed to lie and tell you I agreed with you just because you were my friend? I never hid my opinion from you. I never told you one thing and told him another. I owned what I said, completely. Eventually, that relationship ended. He realized the relationship had become unhealthy for him and decided to walk away. And even after that, I was still your friend. I comforted you. I gave you advice. I told you the things I felt had contributed to the breakdown of that relationship and what I hoped you’d do differently in your next one. I even tried to make sure you and your ex didn’t end up on terrible terms. I was there for you. So when I now hear that you apparently carried all of this resentment for five years and eventually saw my relationship as an opportunity for revenge, I honestly don’t know what hurts more…the betrayal or the fact that I genuinely believed we had moved past it. Because five years later, you came into my relationship. You got close to my boyfriend behind my back. I found out. And yes, I forgave you. Not because what happened was okay. Not because I didn’t understand what had happened. I forgave you because I loved you. I considered you my sister, and I genuinely believed that so many years of friendship meant more than one terrible mistake. Even when the ridiculous idea of the three of us getting married came up, I wasn’t immediately against it. I honestly believed that the love I had for my friend and the love I had for my partner could somehow survive the circumstances. I thought we could choose love over resentment. I thought we could all live happily. I thought forgiveness meant we had actually forgiven each other. Little did I know that while I was burying old grudges and trying to make peace, you had apparently been carrying yours all along. And now I’m being told that everything you did was revenge for something that happened five years ago…something I never saw as a betrayal because, from my perspective, I was trying to protect both of my friends. Maybe that’s the part of this story that hurts me the most. I forgave what you did to me because I believed our friendship was worth saving. You apparently forgave me only long enough to find the perfect opportunity to hurt me back💔🤦‍♀️ #saynototoxicrelationships #divorced #newme #fypシ #viraltiktok - @just_call_her_vee