Viral Side Nigga Story:
A Thread

So before I start, I ain’t looking for no clout, I ain’t in my feelings, and I’m not here to bash all women. I’m just here to share my story in hopes that someone can learn from my situation, and to show my Black Kings that it’s okay to express what you’ve went through

Okay so boom. I met my ex off IG. I’m from Columbus, Ohio. She lives in The Bronx. Long distance relationship for about a year. Shit was smooth no lie. Distance bothered me, but we made it work. But after the first problem came about, it continued. This some Tyler Perry shit

First problem. Shorty was basically acting single on Facebook. I approached her in a calm manner telling her to chill. One nigga asked her was her picture scratch and sniff her ass entertaining it. I ain’t trip though I just simply said to relax

She hit me up the next day, called me controlling, and broke up with me. I’m like damn this the first argument. Then the following day asked me if I was happy to have my hoes back? I’m like damn you broke up with me don’t ask me shit

Told her I wasn’t going to the Virgin Islands with her nomore, so we almost didn’t go viral lmao. But she came to Ohio, made up, then we go on our trip. Trip was beautiful. Best trip of my life. Posted our pics on here and of course our shit went viral as fuck my phone was hot

Aw yeah I’m a Scorpio and she’s a Leo. Big mistake

So boom two weeks after our trip, her “ex husband” pulls up on her at her jump tryna “get her back”. I told her to file a restraining order. Shorty said that’s doing too much. Red flag. I asked for dudes full name but she gave me a fake name. Red flag

I stayed though. Why? Because I’m the real Darkskin Drake

Next. When she broke up with me, I liked a ass picture. Somehow she found out, cussed me out, I apologized. But she said fuck that I’m done. I’m like damn again? It’s only been 30 days since the first breakup. I’m like wtf??

I’m a real one so I said fuck that I’m going to New York to get my girl back. Made up. Shit was back to normal. Mind you, I was also being a stepdad to her 11 year olds daughter. Planned to move both of them to Ohio with me. I dodged a bullet

So boom. November comes. It’s my birthday weekend. I spent my entire birthday weekend with her. She planned the entire weekend. Restaurants, gifts, even found a way to surprise me in my Airbnb that I booked for us. I was ready to marry her do you hear me?

So now it’s time for us to check out and for me to come back to Ohio. She started asking me if females hit me up tryna get at me. I’m like naw. She said if I asked to go through your phone would you let me? I said yeah. Why? Because I don’t have shit to hide. I was in love love

Her ass said I don’t think you would. You didn’t even leave your phone around me. I’m like you have my password and I’m telling you to your face that you can. She claimed that I rushed her out the bathroom. I said ain’t I packing all my stuff?

I had hella shit in the bathroom but she complained about my phone. Red flag. I said you making this shit a big deal you need to relax. She paused. Then asked for a kiss. Toxic ass Leo. I kissed her though

I got home and told her I feel like she didn’t trust me. She said yeah I don’t because you liked that ass picture on IG. I said wtf? I told her she should be with anybody that she doesn’t trust. She said you’re right. I then asked “Why are you here?”

She said she loves me, and cares for me. I said no. That ain’t enough. This was the start of the end. Shit went from all the way good to all the way bad with little to no conversation. I expressed that regardless of where we at, I’m still gonna do the little things

She cussed me out telling me I ain’t shit, I’m still young (she was only 4 years older than me fuck that shit). Then called me a narcissist. I said enough is enough. I went from Drake to Future real quick and kicked her ass to the curve.

So boom. The next day, she told me she was 2 weeks pregnant and was aborting the baby that following day. I said this bitch crazy. But I won’t let her win. So I was supportive of course but I knew that if she brought up the breakup that she was lying about being pregnant

Her ass lied. She went to a regular OBGYN I looked it up after she sent me her confirmation email. Also, found out that she was still legally married to her “ex husband”. I went ham. The real Scorpio came out

I’m salty because the message that I sent her was so damn long I had to screen record it but Twitter playing games. Here’s some screenshots though from my notes

Iight so boom. Two weeks later I’m on some salty shit, but I just wanted to know the truth. So I asked her why she ain’t just tell the truth from jump???

Her ass said, “I don’t know why you’re saying I’m still legally married. We didn’t have a legal marriage. We had a spiritual wedding.” Now I’m like why did I even text this hoe? . So I asked “ what yaw had a spiritual divorce?” Her ass said yeah

I’m like you dumb as fuck, but it’s not all her fault, because certain stuff I brushed off to the side, but fuck that. I was suppose to move her and her daughter here to Ohio this July. So yeah I was a Viral Side Nigga, on accident

So that’s it for the story. But I’m not done talking

The same day I broke up with her, was the same day my counselor called me to start therapy for both of us. I set it all up to work on our relationship before she moved here. But I still went myself. Not only did I went to heal from that, but I also wanted to improve my mental

I’m a case manager. Ain’t no way I can be out here trying to improve my clients mental health and not work on my own. Definitely the best decision I ever made by getting a counselor

So in conclusion, If you’ve been through something, go get a counselor. You don’t have to be crazy to have a counselor. As black people we ignore our mental health way too much then wonder why we are the way we are. Remember there’s always room for self improvement

Was I perfect? Hell naw. I was honest as fuck though. Most honest I’ve ever been in a relationship. I learned a lot though. Had hella fun. Learned from my mistakes, and still growing mentally. I see my counselor once a week every week

As far as how I am today, shit I’m back to the streets come fuck with Haitian Sensation. Respectfully

That’s it for today though. Took a lot to do this because I don’t share my bullshit, but if i can help one person from my own situation, then i shared this story for the right reason

But yeah I have a big announcement next Tuesday so just stay tuned Feel free to add me on IG at your_favorite_haitian. Yaw be easy.
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