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@chizzychronicles
Iām so so so happy Iām getting a revision rhinoplasty. Dr. Adam Stein was way too conservative with my nose job. Yea, he made my nose smaller but he didnāt give me structure. I wanted definition. Yes, still keep my ethnic features but define them. My tip still spreads and I donāt really have a bridge still. Soooooooooooooo happy. And to go to Turkey for the best of the best to get my nose right!
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God has a way of showing whatās meant to be. When I was with Onyi, he went to a comedy club my first time in Austin. This was the last time that he bothered to do something fun for us. ā¦ Iām on the phone with my baby Enyinna told me he booked a comedy show for us. A man that shows me he wants to spend time with me. So Iām counting this comedy show as my first, not the one I went to with that loser.
I understand now that now matter how much I prayed, Onyi was going to disappoint me a million times more. It was going to keep happening till I understood. Thatās the reason it occurred that way. Iām glad I walked away.
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Iām back and still happily on love. Iām stuck between āWow, Iām really in love and lovedā and āWhoa, this is what real love feels like?ā. Time is so funny. Around this time last year, how was I supposed to know I would end up meeting the love of my life? Heās just the sweetest. We talk every single day. Iāve met his parents as well! Such a lovely family.
Over course, I do my best to refrain from talking about the last bum I dated but my brain in a positive way canāt help but contrasting how Iām treated now to how I was treated before. Itās. Sunday night like this and youād think I wouldāve had a FaceTime call or something but Iād get silence. A year ago, itās 9:30PM and a heart full of ache and sorrow knowing Iām going to bed yet another day of ignored text messages and no communication. Itās crazy how a simple āGood morning Zobiā text would decide whether I had a good day or not. But now, I am a girl that gets paragraphs to wake up to. Paragraphs telling me I hope you slept well and that he loves me.
I had an amazing start of the year with my baby. First time I entered the new year feeling loved. Someone I wanted to enter the new year with. Unfortunately, when he came to Atlanta we had such a nasty argument while there but we realized it was the amount of stress we were going through that brought that out of us. But it was how we still communicated. Had it been Onyi, heād purposely ignore me in hopes Iād crash out about him not talking to me. It broke my heart hearing him say that it felt weird and sad to not really speak how we do, he just wants to go back to how it was. And of course, we talked it out. He heard me out as to why and how I felt how I did and I heard him out to. I came to London for 3 weeks after that and it was so nice. The laughs, the snuggles, the encouragement heād give me while I exercise, him coming over while I work to just give me a kiss on the forehead or his favorite to lay on top on me LOL.
I know that the past is the past but like I said, my brain compares how I am so loved now and how what I experienced in the past was not love. Enyinna feels so warm. Even despite an oxen separating us. Iām naturally my kooky self and so is he. Truly, and genuinely, first man Iāve ever been myself. Just my plain ole weird self. I even fee comfortable making my little weird noises around him and thatās real comfortable for me! I love how he updates me about his day. I love that heās not nonchalant. I love that I can tell him about all the weird news I read and he does the same with his (sometimes outrageous) conspiracy theories. I love how I havenāt heard my name in months ā Iām always sweet baby, princess, my baby, Chibaby. I love that he clearly enjoys to spend time with me. I love how he brought his PS5 over so we could both play games together. I love how heās made me an Arsenal fan. I love that he kisses my neck when I do my makeup. I love how when I start getting hard on myself he reminds me how great I look. I love how I can (literally) be my raw and naked self around him. I love that we like to watch movies. I love that he shows appreciation when I cook. I love that he dishes food out to me too. I love that he keeps buying my favorite snacks, I love that he picks me up from the airport with flowers and my favorite snacks in the back. I love how he rolls up for us. LOL, Iāll admit itās nice not having someone mooch off me always providing the weed. I love how we displayed teamwork trying to get that key from under his seat. I love that he touches me even without touching me. He likes to grab my hand. He likes to hold me around my waist. He loves to plant a random kiss on me. I love that he exudes heās in love and attracted to me. I love that he supports my dreams to go to a school. I loved how he stands up for me when people do me wrong. I love that he knows how to apologize. I love that heās so proactive about us. He doesnāt waste time when it comes to me. I could go on and on but I just love that he loves me and makes me feel loved. I have happy (and emotional PMS) tears coming out my eyes but I embrace them. I deserve this, you know? I can say with all my heart, I feel loved.
Yesterday was the first 24 hours we havenāt spoken. I knew something had to be wrong, my baby would never go this long ever without speaking to me. And sadly, I was right. Heās okay but went to the hospital last night and his phone wasnāt with him and it was dead too. As soon as he plugged it up, he called me. This is why I donāt play about communication. We talk every single day, round the clock. For me not to hear from him, my heart knew this wasnāt by his choosing, something had to have happened. I love him so much that it was hard for me to sleep till he finally called.
This is so true. With my boyfriend, weāve had little spats here and there, and some of them have gotten a bit intense, but never disrespectful. One thing Iāve realized is that even if we have to sit on the phone in silence, heās not hanging up. And even if we need to get off the phone for a bit, I can rest assured heās going to call me back. Heās the kind of person who genuinely canāt fall asleep knowing my feelings are hurtāand because he matters too, that his feelings are hurt. We always talk things through.
The last loser I was dating? I wish I had recognized this much earlier. He could tear my heart apart and still go to sleep comfortably. That part was devastating. I used to send long texts or voice notes explaining how he hurt my feelings, and reasonably, youād think that would warrant a phone callābecause at that point, forget texting, call me so we can talk. But no. It wasnāt important to him. He would just fall asleep. And it wasnāt because of exhaustion or genuine fatigue, nor would he make it a priority to call me the next day to talk things through.
Of course, people do fall asleep when theyāre tired. But I firmly believe that when something truly matters to you, your nervous system and your heart donāt let you rest easily. You may fall asleep, but it wonāt be peaceful, because the weight of it lingers. I used to tell him that all the time. I told Onyi repeatedly that I didnāt think our issues mattered to himābecause if they did, he would want to talk things out, want to resolve them, want to close the rift between us, and want to show that he cared about my feelings.
What astonished me most was how often I found myself asking, āDo you even like me?ā And honestly, if you ever have to ask that question, the answer is no. When someone likes youāwhen they careāyou feel it. Thereās no doubt. Thatās exactly how I feel with my current boyfriend. But with that man from Austin, I was always questioning. All those nights he didnāt call or text while my heart ached from the silence should have been the sign I needed to walk away.
Around this time last year, I was in Nigeria, painfully texting a man who didnāt want anything to do with meāand he knew that. I wish I could go back and not only hug myself, but truly shake myself. As much as I feel compassion for who I was, I still donāt understand why I accepted that kind of treatment. What hurt even more was that we were both in Nigeria, on the same time zone, yet nothing changed. Just like when we were both in Texas, Iād text him good morning and not hear back until the evening. Different location, same person. Meanwhile, he had no problem watching my stories obsessively.
Iām writing all of this as reflection. Iām happy I moved on. I just got off a group FaceTime call sharing how easy and peaceful it was to tell my parents about my boyfriend. I donāt think people understand how much safety and security it takes for me to feel comfortable doing that. Thatās exactly how he makes me feel.
If only I had known, while I was heartbroken this time last year, that just one year later Iād be a happy woman in a loving, healthy relationshipāone I truly deserve.
Imagine last year I went from dealing with a guy that doesnāt even text me nor calls to check up to one that calls every chance he gets. Even if heās simply hanging with the guys, he texts just to check up on my day, work, etc.
He positively holds me accountable! Heās the one that gets on me about making sure my iron and supplants are taken. He doesnāt play about my health in a healthy way! I found myself feeling low about my looks and he beautifully reassured me I am beautiful, made me say 3 positive things to repeat about myself, and then also kindly suggested I get back to doing my thing in the gym. Thatās love.
Oddly, being loved makes me want to be hotter but in a positive way! I want to look good and feel good for myself because in turn, thatās how I reflect myself onto my partner as well. Big thing Iām working on in 2026 is my cortisol! Stress is contributing too much in my self-esteem, depression, appearance, and just everything!
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Enyinna, I love you so much.
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This is how he makes me feel š©·
Louise GlĆ¼ck, from a poem titled "October," featured in Averno: Poems, originally published in 2006
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I am so glad Onyi fumbled me. I am so loved that I do not have the words. Since May, I have been talking everyday to him. I truly have no anxiety when it comes to Enyinna because he is always going to text me back. A man that will even wake up in the middle of the night to wish me a good night, explain he dozed off, and he will respond in the morning ā This was in the beginning of us talking. Now, we talk on video calls all day. I love how we graduated from audio messages, to phone calls, to now video calls everyday. Meanwhile, that bum Onyi told me in July 2024, a good 5 months in of us talking that he prefers texting. As in, instead of us to be progressing in our communication, you want us to regress. I can go on and on but right now, I want to talk a bit about sex. Other than Enyinnaās romantic heart, man oh man, he is the BEST person I have had sex with. A man that cares about my satisfaction. Donāt get me wrong, I enjoy penetrative sex but damn, so tired of dating men that do not care about me cumming. Itās funnier cause Onyi wasnāt as ānicely endowedā as the past losers Iāve slept with. Enyinna? I had to try to pry his mouth off of my box! A man that enjoys eating a woman out! Heās not going to stop till I am squirting in his mouth. Meanwhile, Onyi nor my partners in the past cared to eat me out. Of course, they enjoyed my amazing Gawk Gawk 3000 skills but nothing in return ā Once they get their dick wet, they want to fuck. I wake up, Enyinna wants to eat. Before sex, he wants to eat. And OMG, a man that cares about the art of fingering!!! Yes!!! We had the most passionate sex, literally remember being on top, wet as fuck, weāre tongue kissing as I am rubbing my clit, and weāre both telling each other āI love youā.
Ugh, I cannot believe I wanted things to work out with that Austin Ape! I wouldāve been miserable. Enyinna and I do everything together, even down to watching Love Is Blind out of our love for reality TV. Onyi had all excuses to not watch that with me yet funny he was invested in Love Island after telling me he doesnāt watch love reality TV.
Ah, how a year changes everything. Last year around this time, I was heartbroken and unemployed. As I keep saying, dealing with Onyi only thought me big lessons. It is crazy that I remember how I then 4 months unemployed in October 2024. I noticed a shift in Onyiās forever conflicted communication with me. Ending of September, this was a loser that wanted to place us on break. He wanted us to go on break because I had sent him a loving yet sad audio message that our communication has lost its spark. It was hurting me. You text your mana āGood morningā and you expect a response in a reasonable timeframe or a phone call to chitchat till oblivion on the weekends. The way I begged him not to call a break, he had just promised weād work on the communication but seems like he was trying to let go. And I shouldāve let him.
October 2nd is his birthday. Still, unemployed and a broken heart that was willing and ready to fix a broken āsituationshipā, I still came out to Austin to celebrate his birthday. I wrote him a sentimental letter in the card I got him and he had nothing to say to address what I wrote. I wrote about how I still care about us and I hoped for better days ā¦ He had not a thing to address it. See, I giggle a bit thinking about the card because when I was trying to get him a card, it was hard to find a card for a man that isnāt your boyfriend but (you think) heās classified as your lover. October made is 8 months of dealing with each other and still, no commitment. His birthday this year, I happily am in a relationship. Someone who I wrote a letter to in his birthday card and he loved it, even kept the card too. Onyi had let himself go bad. Iāve seen him twice since we ended things. Of course, all he does is stare at me and good, it was his choice to not communicate with me and he has to stand on it. I recently saw he RTād something along the lines of āI miss her but I canāt look backā. Not that I care about him at all, but I pray it is not me. But I wouldnāt be surprised if he missed me. A woman that came over and cooked for you. So many movies have come out in 2025, movies we wouldāve watched together. Many time I drove to Austin just excited to see a film for the first time with him. Like most men, it is only till youāre gone they feel both guilt and absence. I bet when movies come out, he remembers me. When Dune 3 will soon come out, heāll think of me.
