The Sting of Betrayal: When Trust Leads to Disappointment.

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Disappointment is something we all face as humans. No matter how much we try to avoid it, it always finds a way to creep into our lives, and the worst part is that it often comes from the people we trust the most. Honestly, I’ve been disappointed so many times, and each time it happens, it feels like a stab in the chest. It's painful—especially when you never see it coming.

There’s this particular experience that still lingers in my memory because it made me realize that not everyone you trust will have your back, no matter how close you think you are. I currently attend a Baptist-owned institution, and one of the rules is that we have to attend church service every Sunday. It is something we were used to, so on this particular Sunday in my second year in the university, we went to church and the service ended by noon but for some reason, that day felt particularly long.

By the time we were done, I was completely tired and weak. I didn’t have enough money to get proper food from the cafeteria, and to make things worse, the local shops around the school where i could atleast get snacks from were closed because it was Sunday. I was hungry, frustrated, and just angry at the whole situation. So after a while, I just decided to return to the hostel, hoping to find something to eat or at least rest for a bit before the shops reopened.

As I walked into the room, i came across this sausage roll which we call "Gala" lying on the bed. It belonged to one of my roommates, but at that moment, my hunger and frustration clouded my judgment. I knew it was wrong, but I ate it anyway. I Initially had it mind to replace it back as soon as the shops opened later in the afternoon before my roommate returned because he was someone who got angry easily, and I didn’t want any trouble.

Feeling uneasy about the whole thing, I decided to confide in one of my closest friends at the time, who also happened to be our roommate. I told him everything—how I was so hungry that I took the sausage roll, and how I was going to replace it before the guy noticed. My friend listened, and I genuinely thought he understood. I even assured him that as soon as the shops opened, I would buy another one, and that was exactly what I did. By the time our roommate got back in the evening, his sausage roll was already replaced, and he didn’t even notice anything had happened.

I thought everything was fine. I thought I had handled the situation well. But then, later that night, while we were all in the room having a casual conversation,along the line my so-called friend just said "The guy sef take your Gala for afternoon."

The moment those words left his mouth, I was completely shocked and disappointed and embarrassed. I couldn’t even react at first because I couldn’t believe what had just happened. This was someone I trusted, someone I had confided in, someone who knew the kind of person our roommate was—violent, quick to anger, and the type to escalate things unnecessarily. Yet, despite knowing all of this, he still went ahead and exposed me.

My mind raced in that moment. I had done everything possible to prevent any trouble. I had replaced the sausage roll before our roommate even knew anything had happened. There was absolutely no reason for my friend to bring it up, especially not in front of the other three roommates. He knew exactly what he was doing, and that was the most painful part. It wasn’t a slip of the tongue; it was deliberate.

I could feel my roommate’s eyes on me, and my body tensed up, waiting for his reaction. Luckily, he didn’t overreact as I had expected, but the disappointment I felt towards my friend was something I couldn’t shake off. That night, I realized that not everyone you call a friend actually has your best interest at heart. Some people just want to see you fall, even when you’ve done nothing to deserve it.

After that incident, I started keeping my secrets to myself. I learned the hard way that not everyone deserves to know everything about you, no matter how close you think you are. Some people will pretend to be your friend, but when the opportunity comes, they won’t hesitate to throw you under the bus.

Looking back, I don’t even know what hurt more—the fact that I was betrayed or the fact that I had trusted the wrong person. But one thing I know for sure is that I’ll never make that mistake again.

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