
Last year, I blocked someone for borrowing ₦2,000 and refusing to pay it back. No warning. No argument. Just blocked. A few months later, I saw a tweet about a young guy who died after a brief illness. The name felt familiar, so I checked his photo. It was him. The same person I blocked over ₦2,000. Out of curiosity (and guilt), I scrolled through his page. His last few tweets were about being sick, asking for help, and people ignoring him. My chest felt tight. I went back to our last chat. His last message to me was: “Please I’ll pay you back, I’m just not okay right now.” I never replied. Till today, that ₦2,000 feels heavier than any money I’ve ever lost.





















