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LOVED IN THE DARK, HATED IN THE LIGHT

I was 13 or 14 the first time I was caught in secondary school with another boy. Ever since I got into that school, I’d always been suspected of being

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WHEN THE WORDS ARE QUIET AND THE SILENCE IS LOUD

Ok so where do I start? I was about 13 when I was caught with a friend from church. This friend was gay and had come to see me, and

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For E

You see, it started strong. Strong. No one would have expected it. I mean, till now, people who know me still get surprised when I tell them. I was always

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THE LOVE THAT NEVER GOES AWAY

It’s been over nine years since my relationship with the guy who was my second boyfriend ended. His name is Junior. I met Junior when I was 17. And he

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THE DATE FROM HELL

His message came in on Facebook Messenger, informing me that he was in town and would want us to hook up. Let’s call him Bob; I got to know him

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THE MEN WHO SLEEP WITH MEN

I graduated from the university in 2016 but couldn’t start my clearance immediately due to some departmental issues. So, I was at home, bored and frustrated about life. I am

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A MOMENT IN HELL

I looked up at the clock ticking lazily on the wall separating my room from my sister’s. It was a few minutes past ten and I was set for the

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BIG BOYS AND LITTLE MEN

I was so young and naive in SS3. Never knew anything about kito. I’d been deboarded from school in my SS2 after I was reported to the school authority over

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What It Means to be A Nigerian Homoromantic Bisexual Who is Introverted, Doesn’t Like Anal Sex and Doesn’t Drink

To be me is to constantly carry around a lot of baggage. And that’s unfortunate, because even me doesn’t want to be me. From a young age, I’d always known

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DAMAGED (Part 2)

Previously on DAMAGED… * My first week in the hostel was nice. All my classmates were nice to me. They visited my room often to see me. The ones that