Be The Love You Preach

Be The Love You Preach

Let’s talk about mentoring.

First let me tell you a story. A long story. My story.

There are these twin brothers I met about a year ago on Facebook.

First I noticed that I’d been chatting with a particular ‘person’ who seemed to have two separate Facebook accounts. So, I confronted him, and he revealed that he had a twin brother who was also chatting with me. He said that the two of them were in love with me and would like to date me. It was hard to believe because I had never seen twins so identical that they wrote the same way.

Then the day came when I was somewhat depressed and lonely. I needed someone to talk to. I needed someone to really make me laugh. All my friends seemed busy. No one was available. I guess none of them knew the extent to which my dark emotions had gone.

And so, I decided to finally meet these twin brothers, who at this point had become really close Facebook friends. I’d come to like them too. I didn’t really know what to talk about but I knew I wanted to talk, just talk.

Unfortunately – or fortunately – only one of them could visit. We got talking.

I really needed to know what their attraction for me was about. I wanted to know why both of them “fell in love” with me and why they would be comfortable dating the same man. That led me to asking the twin that visited very personal questions. I got to realise that they are just twenty years old. The only sons of a poor widow. He told me his twin was undergoing apprenticeship under his master who deals on cosmetics, while he himself sold stockings in the evenings under a popular pedestrian bridge in Abuja. For accommodation, he was squatting with a fellow young man who sold other stuff under the same bridge.

The more we talked, the more his revelations amazed me. I couldn’t believe this young man was so naive that he had never seen a lubricant, never heard of one, and that all he knew to use for sex were Pears Baby Oil, body cream – and saliva! He didn’t know anything about douching. He’d never gone for a HIV test.

For his lack of enlightenment, I almost cried.

When I asked him whether he enjoyed sex with condom, he said, “With condoms, it’s painful. Without condoms, it’s sweet.” He also believed that gays are mentally not okay. He believed that he and his brother are cursed with the curse of homosexuality.

At his juncture, during our discussion, I knew I had work to do. I knew destiny had brought these boys my way for me to help them. I began to imagine how many men who’d taken advantage of this boy, of his brother; how many persons that must have had sex with them without proper lubrication and condoms. What if he already had HIV? What if he’d had STDs in the past? How did he take care of himself?

Questions, questions… Questions that filled me with a small death. My body felt numb. This boy was not dumb but he was naïve. He was good looking and desperately needed knowledge.

And now, to you, fellow enlightened gay man, I have this to ask: Do you know that young man, yes, that one you call dirty? That one you and your ‘classy’ friends say is “such a drama queen”? That one you call disrespectful?

Maybe all he needs is simple mentoring, some advice. Maybe all he needs is a guide, someone to direct him and care for him.

Our campaign and activism for freedom and equality can never be complete without healthy and well-oriented upcoming generations to enjoy what we are fighting for and carry them on.

We must care for them.

We must be the love we preach!

Written by Cheejiokey

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10 Comments

  1. Mitch
    August 01, 10:13 Reply

    This is it!
    This is what Kitodiaries is all about.
    Mentoring and connecting the LGBT community in Nigeria.

    Everyday we learn something new and this, while not new, is a highly important reminder of the reason why we are a community in the first place. To look out for each other. Not to cast aspersions or claim superiority or take advantage of others.

    Thank you Cheejiokey!

  2. Delle
    August 01, 10:28 Reply

    Inspiring.
    Be firstly Humane!

    Good one, CJ.

  3. Jojo
    August 01, 11:10 Reply

    This was how I hooked up with one educated and class guy o. We got home , he brought out Vaseline. Our day didn’t end up well, nobody got satisfied.

  4. Chizzy
    August 01, 15:28 Reply

    Oh my, am so happy and proud of this writer, you just made me feel warm and happy inside, we will never move forward if we keep on sneering on our own, seeing less in people just because we think we are from the upper east side or what have you and the moment we drop all this aside and lend a helping hand to one another then people outside the community will start seeing us for who we are, we start the cleansing from the inside.

  5. Jo
    August 01, 17:22 Reply

    Thank you very much. You must not shag everyone, sometimes, being a mentor suffices.

  6. Pablo ™
    August 03, 17:33 Reply

    Is this the same Ceejiokay of facebook? You pissed me off One time like that. Always put your emotions in check bro sorry sis. No offiencess. Nice message though

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