• Do you really ‘get over’ the death of someone you love? Grief goes beyond weeping at a funeral.  Sometimes, it’s in texting a number that will never reply, avoiding your own birthday, or wondering if you’re even allowed to mourn someone you barely knew.

    In a society where you’re expected to ‘be strong’ and ‘move on quickly,’ many Nigerians carry grief quietly. We spoke to six Nigerians who’ve lost someone they deeply loved. They open up about the different ways grief continues to shape their lives. 

    “Eating, sleeping, and even breathing is difficult” — *Adam, 29

    *Adam was planning to propose to his girlfriend when she died of leukaemia. Months later, grief has changed everything from his work life to his family.

    “She died in December 2024. We knew she was sick, but the news still felt like a slap. I wasn’t even there. I had taken a job in Port Harcourt, and she was in Ibadan. If I could turn back time, I wouldn’t have taken that job. I’d give anything to have been by her side.

    I remember the exact feeling when her sister called —the buzzing in my ears, and how everything froze. I was going to propose on my next visit and had started looking at rings. Now, I feel guilty doing anything. Eating, sleeping, and even breathing is difficult. Life feels colourless.

    I couldn’t concentrate at work and had to take leave. When I told my parents I was taking time off, my dad said, ‘Are you the first person to lose a girlfriend?’ I was so mad. We had a huge fight and haven’t spoken since. It feels like a part of me died with her, and it’s not coming back.”

    “I don’t have the right to grieve him” — *Farida, 25

    *Farida’s father battled a mental illness for over a decade. She expected to feel relief after his death.  Instead, the guilt hit harder than she expected.

    “My dad’s illness was mostly mental. From when I was 14, he was just a physical presence. It felt like parts of him — his mind and personality – had died years ago.

    My mum had to be both wife and caregiver while raising us. She didn’t hire help because she feared society would judge her. She did it all by herself. I sometimes wished for my dad’s passing just so my mum could catch a break. When he did, I thought I’d feel free, but I didn’t.

    I was overwhelmed with guilt. It felt like I killed him with my thoughts. 

    Sometimes, I feel like I’ve lost the right to grieve him, but I cry regardless. I don’t think that grief will ever stop.”

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    “I fear I’ll forget her face one day” — *Zoe, 24

    *Zoe lost her mother at a young age. Years later, the pain still feels raw. She’s just learned to live with it quietly.

    “Everyone says time heals, but I don’t think that’s true. I’ve just learned to nurture the wound so it doesn’t ache every day. 

    My mum died when I was young, and to this day, I still imagine her walking into the room and saying it was all a prank.

    The hardest part of losing her is the loneliness. I never got to talk to anyone about things girls are meant to share with their mums — my period, crushes, or even just how I was feeling. I was expected to just keep going, and I did. Most people don’t even know I’ve lost a parent. I feel like our society doesn’t really support grieving people, and I don’t want to burden anyone.

    I still cry myself to sleep sometimes. I’m scared I’ll forget her face. I wouldn’t say I’ve healed, but I keep myself going by living a life she’d be proud of.”

    “I miss the future I’ll never have with him” — *Dan, 28

    People say time heals, but for *Dan, grief has only grown more complicated with age.

    “I lost my dad when I was 11. My mum did her best, but there were things I missed, especially as a boy. There were conversations only a father could have with his son, and I didn’t get those.

    I miss him, and I miss what our future together could have looked like. I also grieve the past. Sometimes, I pass by where he used to work and feel this wave of longing I can’t explain. 

    People expected me to ‘step up’ after he died. They didn’t say it outright, but it was implied. That pressure made me grow up too fast. Even now, I still compare my friends’ dads to him. Sometimes, I  catch myself wishing they were my dad, or that they’d met him. My dad and I shared a birthday, but since his demise, I find it hard to celebrate., That day just reminds me of a hole in my chest that’ll never be filled.”

    “I still reach for my phone to call her” — *Ifeoma, 45

    *Ifeoma reconnected with her mother as an adult, only to lose her again a few years later.

    “I didn’t grow up with my mum. We reconnected 25 years  later, after university, and she quickly became my everything— my confidant and gist partner. 

    After I got married, she would visit and notice things I missed, like the house help stealing from me. Her presence made a big difference.

    When she died, it felt like fate stole her from me a second time. We only spent eleven years together. At first, I didn’t feel the absence because we lived in different cities. But months later, I realised she was the one person who could be honest with me. Sometimes, I forget and reach for my phone to call her. Bad things would happen to me and I’d think, ‘If only my mum were here’. 

    After her death, a lot of people came to visit and pray with me. I was grateful, but the comfort was temporary. Once they left, the emptiness returned. I look at my children and miss her even more.”

    “I cry in the bathroom when no one’s watching” — *Sylvie, 23

    Like most mother-daughter relationships, *Sylvie’s relationship with her mum was rocky. Still, nothing prepared her for how the loss would change her. 

    “My mum and I had this love-hate kind of relationship. But losing her left a void I didn’t expect, and it shows up more often than I’d like to admit.

    I became hyper-independent and overly emotional. I cry often — in the bathroom, during prayer, even over minor inconveniences. Her death also made me socially withdrawn. I left social media and got triggered by the simplest things —hymns,  TikTok videos, or a line from a sermon. I still talk about her all the time, sometimes without even realising. I have accepted that my grief won’t end. I’m no longer shattered, but I’m still not whole.”

    How to Live With Grief Without Losing Yourself

    We asked Oghenetega Esiekpe, a counselling psychologist, to explain how to live through grief, one day at a time.

    1. Feel everything without shame

    “Grief is not a defect or weakness. It is the unresolved love you carry with you,” Esiekpe says.

    Sadness, guilt, anger, or numbness, they’re all valid reactions, and you should let yourself feel them. Don’t try to ‘snap out of it’ or pretend you’re fine. Feeling pain or hurt is a natural reaction to loss, and it serves as evidence of love and acceptance.

    Esiekpe says guilt is one of the most misunderstood parts of grief. “It shows up when you think you didn’t do enough, or feel relief after someone’s suffering ends. But that relief only means you’re human.” There is no one way to grieve, and you don’t need perfect memories to feel loss. 

    2. Create small, daily rituals that help you stay grounded

    Healing or accepting the loss of a loved one does not happen overnight; it takes small and intentional steps to help one move along.

    “Have a routine check-in with yourself, probably at the end of each day. Ask yourself how you feel today. Write down one thing you miss, one thing you remember, or one thing you’re still angry about,” she suggests.

    Daily rituals like having a phone call or even gardening can help you reconnect to life in a way that gradually heals you.

    3. Don’t ghost your relationships. Be honest

    Grief makes your other relationships feel exhausting, even though they are a big part of healing. That doesn’t mean you need to perform happiness. Esiekpe advises, “Let people know you still value their presence. When a friend checks in, consider saying, ‘I don’t have the words to express how I feel right now, but I appreciate you checking on me.’. “

    If talking is hard, she suggests other alternatives: watch a movie with friends and family, revisit memories with someone who knows the dearly departed, or simply sit in silence with someone who cares. These are healthy ways to maintain bonds without the pressure to shut down or put on an act.

    4. Set boundaries, especially with people who mean well, but hurt you

    Like *Adam’s father, People will say the wildest things when you’re grieving. Esiekpe says it’s okay to block that out.

    “Consider saying, ‘I appreciate your concern, but I’m not ready for this conversation,’ or ‘I’d prefer to be alone right now.’ Boundaries are a way for you to protect your peace while you heal.”

    5. Grief doesn’t disappear

    If it’s been months or years and the pain still feels raw, you’re not broken. You’re just grieving honestly.

    “Some losses reshape us forever,” Esiekpe says. “The goal isn’t to move on from them, but to move forward while carrying the memory.”

    It helps to remember that your loved one would want you to be happy. Living fully can be your way of honouring and celebrating them.

    6. Grieve privately, protect publicly

    In Nigeria, where we fervently uphold the principle of ‘life must go on’, people expect you to be ‘strong’. It’s okay to mourn for a short while, but you shouldn’t dwell on the loss.. Esiekpe encourages a different approach: “Grieve privately, protect publicly.”

    That means finding small moments to cry, feel, or process. It could be in the car, at lunch, or before you go to bed. Don’t let others rush your healing. You have to heal the way your heart needs.

    Bottom line

    Remember, how you grieve is an indicator that you loved and were loved. It’s not just a ‘phase’ in life, but a lifelong companion that reshapes how you see the world. Let it change you gently and guide you back to living fully again.


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  • Finding the right words to say after someone passes away is never easy. It’s normal to feel unsure, awkward, or even afraid of saying the wrong thing. That’s why we’ve put together a list, where each condolence message will help you express sympathy with care, sincerity, and respect.

    King, 26, tells Zikoko, “When I lost my mother, all I wanted to hear was ‘I’m here for you’. It didn’t have to be deep. I just needed something honest.”

    From simple messages to religious, professional, and touching messages for specific kinds of loss — a parent, partner, friend, child, or even a pet — you’ll find comforting words to support someone who’s grieving, in this list of over 200 condolence messages.

    Simple and Short Condolence Message

    When you’re not sure what to say, a simple and short condolence message can still go a long way. These simple phrases are perfect for texts, notes, or moments when you just want to say something kind and meaningful without overthinking it.

    • Your loss breaks my heart. I hope you know there’s no wrong way to grieve.
    • Sending you positive thoughts and lots of prayers.
    • Thinking of you and your family during this time.
    • I wish you peace and comfort as you grieve.
    • Deepest sympathies. I am so sorry for your loss.
    • My heart goes out to you. I’m sending you strength and love.
    • Please accept my sincere condolences. Holding you close in my heart.
    • I’m so sorry for your loss. Please remember I’m here for you, always.
    • There are no words to convey how terrible this is. You are in my prayers.
    • In this difficult period, I’m sending you all the good vibes I can.
    • Celebrating the life of a good person and mourning their passing with you.
    • May you be comforted by the outpouring of love surrounding you.
    • We hope you know we are by your side during this time of sorrow.
    • Sending you strength today and peace in all the days ahead.
    • May their memory bring you comfort.
    • My deepest sympathy to you and your family.
    • You’re in my thoughts. Let me know if I can help with anything.
    • Wishing you peace and comfort in these difficult days.
    • I’m so sad for your loss. Thinking of you.
    • With love and remembrance, we share in your sorrow.
    • During this tough period, I hope you remember— grief is love with nowhere to go.

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    Condolence Message for Loss of a Parent

    Losing a parent is one of life’s deepest heartbreaks. Whether it’s a mother or a father, it’s one of the most profound sorrows. Here, you’ll find the right condolence message for the loss of a parent, offering support, compassion, and warmth for someone mourning the people who raised them.

    • I’m so sorry that you’ve lost someone whom you and your family loved so much.
    • I’m sure you made your parent so proud; I’m sorry their light is gone from your life.
    • I’m so sorry for the loss of your beloved parent.
    • Your parent was a truly special person. I know their love will continue to guide you every day.
    • Sending love as you grieve the loss of your parent. May you find strength in your memories.
    • You’ve experienced such a huge loss in saying goodbye to your parent. When you’re ready, I’d love to hear more about what your times together were like. You can call on me if you’d like to share memories.
    • I didn’t have the pleasure of knowing your parent, but they raised an amazing human being: you. Wishing you peace and comfort during this unimaginable time.
    • Your parent’s amazing personality lives on through you. Sending you love during this difficult time.
    • Their love and wisdom will never be forgotten. May time bring healing and memories bring comfort.
    • What an amazing person and what a remarkable life. I feel so lucky that I got to know them.
    • Your parent was loved so deeply, and so we will grieve deeply too.
    • Your parent touched many people’s lives — mine included. I’m grateful I got the chance to know them.
    • There is no one in this world like your parent. They were special and will always be with you.
    • Your parent will forever remain in our hearts and memories.
    • Your parent was such an inspiration in my life — I’ll never forget the valuable lessons they taught me.
    • Nothing I can say will take away the pain you’re experiencing. Just want you to know that I care about you, and I share in your sadness.
    • May you look back on the precious memories and find peace in knowing that your parent raised an amazing person.
    • I know you feel unmoored and so sad right now; if there’s anything I can do to help you, or your family, please let me know.
    • I can’t believe they’re gone, and I know the shock is even greater for you. I hope memories of the happy times you had together can be of some comfort during this incredibly difficult time.
    • Your parent will be greatly missed; may you be comforted by your many memories together.

    Condolence Message for Loss of a Spouse or Partner

    The loss of a husband, wife, or life partner leaves an irreplaceable void. You can’t heal them, but these condolence messages for someone grieving their spouse will offer quiet support and comfort during one of life’s most painful transitions.

    • Your partner was such a wonderful person. They were an outstanding, and will live in our hearts and memories forever.
    • As you grieve, I hope you know that love never dies. Your spouse’s love for you is everlasting.
    • No words can express how sorry I am for the loss of your partner. I didn’t know them personally, but I know how much you loved them, and I am here for you.
    • I’ll always admire the love shared between you and your partner. You shared a one-of-a-kind bond that can never be broken.
    • I’m deeply sorry for the loss of your beloved partner. You complemented each other like no other couple I know. May your precious memories bring you comfort.
    • No words can ease your pain, but I’m holding space for you.
    • Love like yours is never truly lost. May the bond you shared always comfort you.
    • I’m so sorry for the loss of your beloved partner. Their love for you was always so evident.
    • Thinking of you as you mourn the love of your life. I hope the memories you shared bring you peace.
    • I know your heart is broken and your life has turned inside out. I love you and am praying for you.
    • I have so many happy memories of the two of you; if you ever want to reminisce about the happy times, I’ll come over. 
    • I cannot imagine how much you are hurting right now; I know the road ahead of you is long, and I will walk with you along it as much as I can.
    • You’ve lost your other half, and you feel incomplete and lost. I hate that you have to suffer through this; I love you and will be here for you whenever you need me.
    • Watching you two together heightened my understanding of love, and watching you grieve has deepened my understanding of love as well.
    • I can only imagine your pain, and I’m so sorry. I’ll be here to support you in whatever way you need.
    • Please know you are not alone in your grief. I’m holding your heart in mine.
    • My heart goes out to you and your beautiful family. No words can ease your pain, but I’m holding space for you.
    • Thinking of you as you mourn the love of your life. I hope the memories you shared bring you peace.
    • No words can truly express my sorrow for your loss. I hope you find solace and comfort in the months ahead.
    • Your union was one to admire. You two were the perfect fit and I’m sorry for the loss of your best friend. You have my support during this difficult time.

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    Condolence Message for Loss of a Sibling

    Siblings share memories, secrets, and years of growing up together. Losing one can feel like losing a part of yourself. These condolence messages for the loss of a sibling are written to gently acknowledge that pain and offer support.

    • I love you, and I know they loved you, too. I’m so sorry that the world has lost such a bright light.
    • I cannot imagine the depth of this loss for you; your family is broken and will never be the same. Please know that I’m thinking of you and hoping for healing wherever it is possible.
    • Your sibling will always be remembered for the amazing person they were. May their memory bring you comfort and peace.
    • Your sibling’s spirit will live on through all the lives they touched. They will be greatly missed.
    • I’m truly sorry for the loss of your sibling. They will always be your forever friend.
    • I hope you find strength in the memories you shared. I’m so sorry you have to go through this.
    • They were such a sweet soul. May your sibling’s spirit stay with you always.
    • Thinking of you as you grieve your sibling. They were taken too soon, and my heart aches for you.
    • They meant so much to all of us, but I know that they meant the most to you. Please let me know if there’s anything I can do for you and your family during this dark time.
    • Your sibling’s memory will always live on through the love they shared with others. May their light continue to shine on through you.
    • I was both shocked and saddened to hear about the loss of your sibling. They were an incredible friend and I know the best sibling anyone could ask for. Please accept my sincerest condolences for your loss.
    • I wish I had the right words, but I just don’t. Just know that I care, and I want to help in any way I can.
    • May the love and cherished memories of your sibling bring you comfort during this difficult time.
    • I don’t know how you feel, and I won’t pretend to. But I do love you, and if there’s anything I can do for you right now, I’m happy to do it.
    • I can only imagine the depth of your sorrow, but I want you to know that I’m here for you, always. Your sibling’s kindness, love, and generosity will never be forgotten, and their legacy will live on in your heart.
    • Losing a sibling is a pain like no other. May the cherished memories of your sibling bring you comfort and strength during these difficult days ahead. May their spirit continue to guide and inspire you.
    • I can’t imagine the sadness you must be feeling from losing your sibling. Remember that you’re loved and not alone.
    • Your sibling was one of a kind. I will miss them more than words can say.
    • Please accept my sincerest condolences on the loss of your sibling. They will forever be in our hearts and memories.
    • Your sibling was loved by many, and I feel privileged to have known them. Their memory will never fade.

    Condolence Message for Loss of a Child

    There are no words strong enough for the pain of losing a child. These tender condolence messages for loss of a child are written with deep compassion for parents experiencing an unimaginable kind of grief — and with the hope that they feel seen, loved, and supported.

    • I have no words that could ever ease your pain, but I want you to know I’m here — grieving with you, holding you in my heart, and sending you love.
    • Your child was a beautiful light in this world. I hope you find peace in knowing their love and spirit will always live on.
    • Your child brought joy and love to so many in such a short time. That legacy will never be forgotten.
    • There’s no pain like this, and there’s no timeline for healing. Be gentle with yourself. I’m here for you.
    • Your grief is a reflection of a deep, endless love. I’m thinking of you and praying for comfort in your heart.
    • No parent should ever have to go through this. My heart aches for you and your family.
    • I know words will never be enough, but I hope you feel the support and love surrounding you now that your baby has angel wings.
    • Your child was a light. It’s okay to cry. It’s okay to fall apart. It’s okay to not be okay. Your loss is real, and you’re allowed to grieve in your own way.
    • Life seems incredibly cruel and arbitrary right now; I cannot find meaning in what has happened. I love you and will be thinking of you and praying for you. If I can do anything more, please let me know how I can help.
    • I cannot imagine how awful and bleak your world looks right now. I’m praying that hope and comfort flood your life during this dark time.
    • I’m so deeply sorry for your loss. Please know that my heart aches for you and your family during this unimaginable time of grief.
    • During this time of grief, may you find solace in the love and memories you shared with your child. Their spirit lives on in the lives they touched.
    • Deep sorrow can feel like drowning. Please know I’m here to be your life raft.
    • No one can prepare for this type of loss. Sending you strength at this time.
    • There are no good words. In your grief, I hope you will be able to reach out to me for help and support. I love you.
    • I can’t express the depth of sorrow I feel for your loss. Your child’s memory will forever remain in our hearts.
    • During this time of profound grief, please know that you are not alone. Your child’s spirit will forever remain in the hearts of all who knew and loved them.
    • I can’t find words to convey how deeply sorry I am for your loss. Your child’s memory will forever be a reminder of the joy they brought to those around.

    Condolence Message for Loss of a Friend

    Friends are the family we choose — losing one can leave a silence that’s hard to fill. These condolence messages for the loss of a friend honour that unique bond and offer comfort to those grieving someone close.

    • I know you loved them very much, and it’s hard to imagine life without them. You must be feeling everything from numbness to anger, from sadness to frustration, and everything in between.
    • A hug from me to you to let you know that today and every day, you are in my heart and thoughts. I’m so sorry for your loss.
    • Grief is such a complex part of life, and everything you’re feeling right now is normal, even though it seems strange and is so difficult to navigate.
    • Losing someone so close is so hard. I will be here to support you at any time and any hour. Sending you so much love.
    • During this tough time in your life, may my friendship, sympathy, and heartfelt condolences bring you comfort.
    • We’ve shared many good times with [Name].  their memory will always live on with us.
    • I was deeply saddened to hear about the passing of your dear friend. May you find the strength you need to navigate this moment.
    • Although [Name] is no longer with us, the memories and laughter you shared will always be with you. You’re in my thoughts and prayers.
    • I’m deeply sorry to hear about the loss of [Name]. May you find strength in the days ahead and cherish the good times you shared with your friend.
    • Wishing you peace, comfort, and courage as you navigate this difficult time without your dear friend.
    • I’m so deeply sorry for the loss of your friend. True friendship leaves behind memories that never fade.
    • They may be gone, but their laughter, kindness, and light will stay with you forever.
    • I know how much your friend meant to you, and I’m here for you in this time of sorrow.
    • Losing someone who truly understood you is never easy. I’m sending you all my love as you grieve.
    • May your memories bring you comfort, and your grief be met with compassion.
    • They were a beautiful soul, full of warmth and love. Their impact will live on in everyone they touched.
    • I know no one can fill the space they left behind, but I hope you feel surrounded by love and support.
    • I hope you find strength in knowing how many people admired and loved your friend.
    • The bond you shared with your friend was rare and special. I’m so sorry you’re going through this.
    • You gave them a loyal and beautiful friendship. That will never be forgotten.

    Condolence Message for Loss of a Pet

    Pets become family. They give unconditional love, comfort, and joy. These condolence messages for the loss of a pet are written for anyone mourning their animal companion and in need of gentle words of sympathy.

    • I’m so sorry for the loss of your furry friend. They brought so much joy into your life.
    • Your pet was lucky to be so loved, and you were lucky to be loved so fully in return.
    • I know how much your pet  meant to you. Their absence must be so hard.
    • Pets never leave us — they stay in the spaces of our hearts they once filled.
    • I hope you can feel how much love surrounds you as you mourn your companion.
    • The way [pet’s name] lit up your life will never be forgotten.
    • Their tail wags, cuddles, and presence were a gift. I’m holding you in my thoughts.
    • Your grief is valid. The love between a human and their pet is incredibly real.
    • They were part of your daily joy, and it’s okay to feel lost without them.
    • May you find peace in the memories you created and the love you shared.
    • Losing a pet is losing a friend. I’m so sorry for this heartbreak.
    • I know nothing can replace [pet’s name], but I hope your memories give you comfort.
    • You gave them a life full of love, and they gave it back every day.
    • I’m here for you as you grieve — their paw prints are forever on your heart.
    • Rest in peace, [pet’s name]. You were deeply loved and will be dearly missed.
    • I know how much they meant to you. Know that you’re in my thoughts.
    • I can imagine how much it hurts, and I’m wishing you comfort.
    • I’m so sorry you lost your best friend. What a special and gentle soul your pet was.
    • There will be days you won’t be able to catch your breath, but please remember that you gave them the most amazing gift of what it means to be loved.
    • You loved them with everything you had; that’s what all pets want the most.

    Religious Condolence Message

    Faith can be a source of strength in times of loss. These religious condolence messages — including both Christian and Muslim expressions — offer spiritual comfort and prayerful words for those leaning on belief as they grieve.

    • May the God of all comfort surround you with peace that passes understanding during this time of loss.
    • I’m praying that God gives you strength and hope in the days to come.
    • May the Lord hold you in His arms and carry you through this sorrow.
    • Take comfort in knowing that your loved one is now resting in the arms of Jesus.
    • Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji’un — Surely we belong to Allah and to Him we shall return. May Allah grant your loved one Jannah.
    • May Allah (SWT) ease your sorrow, forgive their sins, and grant them peace in the hereafter.
    • I pray that your heart finds healing in God’s promise of eternal life.
    • May God’s love and grace sustain you through your grief.
    • The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. – Psalm 34:18
    • I pray that Allah surrounds your family with patience and mercy during this difficult time.
    • May the Almighty forgive the departed, bless their soul, and grant you and your family sabr.
    • Your loved one may be gone from this earth, but their soul is safe with the Lord.
    • I pray God gives you peace, strength, and hope in the midst of your pain.
    • May the light of Christ be your guide and comfort as you mourn.
    • May Allah (SWT) elevate their ranks in Jannah and bring comfort to your heart.
    • You are in my heart and prayers during this time of sorrow. May the Lord provide you with peace and healing.
    •  May the love of Jesus surround you and bring comfort for your loss.
    • May Allah give you patience and ease your pain during this difficult time.
    • May Allah envelop you in His infinite mercy and give you the strength to endure this loss.

    Professional or Formal Condolence Message

    In the workplace or formal settings, it’s important to offer sympathy with grace and professionalism. These condolence messages are appropriate for colleagues, clients, or acquaintances — respectful while still being from the heart.

    • Please accept my heartfelt sympathies for the loss that you and your family are experiencing. You are in my thoughts.
    • I was saddened to learn of your loss, and I extend to you my deepest condolences.
    • We are saddened to learn of your loss. Please know that we’re thinking of you and are here for anything you may need.
    • My sincere sympathy to you and your family. May you find solace and tranquillity in the days ahead.
    • On behalf of our entire team, please accept our deepest sympathies. Please, take as much time needed to mourn your loss
    • Please know we are thinking of you during this painful time. As your work family, we are here for you.
    • I am truly sorry to hear about your loss. The office won’t be the same without [Name]. Their memory will not be forgotten.
    • If there wasn’t so much love, it wouldn’t be this hard to say goodbye. Our thoughts are with you.
    • May your happy memories give you peace and comfort during this challenging time.
    • I am sharing in your sadness as you remember your loved one.
    • Praying for you during this difficult time. If you ever want to talk, I’m here.
    • Deepest condolences to you and your family for your loss.
    • Words cannot express how saddened we are to learn of your loss. Please take your time. We are all here for you.
    • We want to let you know that our thoughts are with you and your family.
    • We’re wishing you and your family courage and peace during this time of mourning.
    • It’s never easy, and it’s never fair when we lose someone important to us. Extend my sympathies to your whole family.
    • The loss of [Name] is felt by many. May the memories of their wonderful personality and many contributions be celebrated by all.

    Condolence Message for Social Media

    When grief is shared online, a few kind words can go a long way. These short condolence messages are suited for social media posts, public tributes, or replies — simple, thoughtful, and sensitive enough for any timeline.

    • Sending love and prayers to you and your family during this time.
    • So sorry for your loss. Wishing you strength and healing.
    • Thinking of you. May their memory always be a blessing.
    • Deepest condolences. Holding you close in thought.
    • Rest in peace, [Name]. You will be deeply missed.
    • Praying for peace and comfort for you and your family.
    • Wishing you light during this dark time.
    • May your heart find comfort in the love that surrounds you.
    • Sending my love and condolences — I’m so sorry.
    • May [Name] rest well. Thinking of your family today.
    • A life well-lived and a soul dearly missed.
    • My heart goes out to you. May you find strength in this time.
    • Rest easy, [Name]. We will never forget you.
    • Condolences to you and your family. You are not alone.
    • Holding you in my thoughts and hoping you find peace.
    • May your grief be met with compassion and your memories with peace.
    • Sending heartfelt condolences your way.
    • Wishing you healing and strength in the days to come.
    • This news is so shocking and tragic. My thoughts are with you during this difficult time.
    • Sending you love and support as you navigate this sudden, heartbreaking loss.

    How To Write A Condolence Message

    If you’re struggling to find the right words, you’re not alone. Writing a condolence message doesn’t have to be complicated — it just needs to come from the heart. Here’s a simple guide to help you write something sincere and comforting.

    1. Start simple

    You don’t need a grand opening. A gentle “I’m so sorry for your loss” or “Please, accept my condolences” is more than enough.

    2. Say something kind or personal

    If you knew the person who passed, mention a memory or something you admired about them. If you didn’t, just acknowledge how much they meant to the person grieving.

    3. Offer comfort, not clichés

    Avoid phrases like they’re in a better place unless you’re sure it will resonate. Instead, try “I’m thinking of you” or “I can’t imagine how hard this is, but I’m here.”

    4. Let them know they’re not alone

    If it’s someone close to you, say, “I’m here if you want to talk”, or “You don’t have to go through this alone.”

    5. End with warmth

    Wrap it up with something kind and soft like: “Sending love”, “With sympathy”, or “Wishing you peace and healing.”

    5 Questions about Condolence Messages

    Many people aren’t sure what to say when someone passes away. Whether it’s about timing, tone, or wording, these quick answers to common questions can help you feel more confident when offering sympathy to someone who’s grieving.

    1. When should I send a condolence message?

    As soon as you hear the news. Don’t worry about waiting for the perfect time. A timely message, even if brief, is always appreciated.

    2. Is it okay to send a condolence via text or social media?

    Yes, especially if that’s your usual way of communicating with the person. It can also feel less overwhelming for someone grieving.

    3. What if I didn’t know the person who died well?

    That’s okay. Focus on supporting the person who’s grieving. You can say something like, “I’m so sorry for your loss” or “I’m thinking of you.”

    4. Should I mention the cause of death?

    Only if the person grieving has spoken openly about it. Otherwise, it’s better to avoid bringing up sensitive details.

    5. Is it okay to include religious phrases?

    Yes, but only if you’re sure the person shares those beliefs. If not, keep your message respectful and neutral.


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  • *Amaka, (26) was content with her role as first daughter to her parents and big sister to her three younger siblings. But after losing both of her parents within a year, she had to learn how to become the head of the house while also protecting her siblings from leeching family members. 

    This is Amaka’s story, as told to Itohan

    When people ask what I define as couple goals, I always think of my parents. They didn’t just love and care for each other, they genuinely liked each other. You could see it in the way they planned our family life.

    After they had me, they waited six years before having  my younger sister. Four years later, they had my second sister, and by the time I was 15, they had my brother, the last born. I remember asking them why they spaced us out so much, and my mum said it was because they wanted to make sure they had enough money, time, and attention to offer each child. When they felt they could handle another child, they went for it. Growing up, they never made decisions alone. You couldn’t get my mum to agree to something if dad had already said no. They were a team in all the ways that mattered. That’s why when my mother fell ill, I knew my dad wouldn’t last long without her. 

    She was diagnosed with ovarian cancer in February of 2022. She had been complaining about stomach pain, and my dad and I kept begging her to go to the hospital. Ever since I was a little girl, my mum had always avoided hospitals; bitter leaf and bitter kola were her go-to remedies for everything. When she eventually decided to get tested, I knew it was really bad. 

    It took several tests before they discovered it was cancer, and by then, it was already advanced. My siblings were so young, and I had to be the one to tell them. My d ad could not mention her name without breaking down. I had to be strong for everyone in the house, including my dad. I had just finished NYSC and was transitioning between careers, all while splitting hospital shifts with my dad. Sometimes, I’d shower in her hospital room because I was heading straight to work. I was stressed, but there was nothing I could do. I was the first child, and I loved my mum. I wished I had someone to talk to. My dad  became a shadow of himself. My younger sister was 18 and in university, the third was still in secondary school, and the last born was in primary school. I felt alone, and that  feeling lasted throughout her hospital admission. 

    She  passed on  a weekend in April of 2023. We were all in the hospital with her. My dad was singing her  favourite hymn, she liked it but was unresponsive as usual. However, as the hymn ended, she whispered, “I love you all,” and passed. It was the first thing she’d said in days. I like to believe she wanted us to hear  how she felt about us and say goodbye. 

    That was the day the spark left my dad’s eyes. Leading up to her burial, he did not speak to anyone. He spent most of his time alone in his room, in tears. I had to console my siblings and plan the funeral because he  was too heartbroken. When he passed in August, I was not surprised. He was not sick, he was not in the hospital, he just went to bed and didn’t wake up. I found him lying next to a picture of my mum. My siblings screamed and cried endlessly, but me? I didn’t shed a tear. I think I had already done most of my grieving while watching my mum die, and deep down, I think I was preparing for my dad’s death too. I had just turned 25 in June, and suddenly, I was an orphan responsible for three children.

    Planning his funeral felt a bit funny because I had used the same vendors  from  my mum’s  burial, so they  gave me  a lot of discounts. I could tell they pitied me, and honestly, I pitied myself too, but I just  kept repeating, “Get through this, then you  can  move on with your life.” Maybe, finally afford myself the grace to breakdown and cry like I know my body and soul needed, but I was so wrong. After the burial, new problems surfaced. 

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    My parents had done well financially. They could afford to send us to private universities, and they had a couple landed properties scattered around the country. Plus, from the brief meeting I had with my dad’s  lawyer, I knew he had kept some money aside for schooling for my siblings for a few years. Unfortunately, I was not the only one concerned with the finances of my parents. 

    A few weeks after the burial, some of his “brothers” came to our house one day and demanded to see me. They said they would be moving into the house so they could oversee certain things because the only man of the house was less than ten years old. They started pointing at things they planned to sell and asked me to bring out property documents my dad had. I don’t know if they thought I would hand it over to them willingly. Clearly, they didn’t know I’m my mother’s stubborn daughter. I told them to sit and make themselves comfortable while I searched for the documents. Then I called a friend whose dad is in the military. When I told her what was happening, she called her father, and he agreed to send some of his men to the house. I also called my dad’s lawyer, who had said he was on the way with some documents he needed me to sign. I told him not to bring any documents until the situation was under control. 

    When the military men arrived, they first cleared out the truck outside that was meant to move my parents’ belongings, then entered the house. I wish I could record the look on my uncles’ faces. It was a mix of disbelief and shock. When the soldiers asked what I wanted them to do, I said, “If they’re not gone in the next minute, take them to the barracks and teach them a lesson.” At first, my uncles didn’t move, but when the soldiers started counting, they ran out of the house shouting that they’d “be back.” 

    After that incident, I didn’t see them again until January of 2024. My younger brother had fallen incredibly ill at the time and was on admission in the hospital, so I was barely at home because I had to keep an eye on him while one sister was in school and the other was home for the holidays. One day, while I was at the hospital, my sister called crying that there were some people at the gate of the house shouting and demanding to be let in. I had to leave my brother and rush home, but not before calling for backup. On getting home, I met my family members there once again, but this time they were more than the last time. They were shouting that it was an abomination for me to have used soldiers to threaten my elders. “This is what happens when a woman tried to be head of the house,” they said. Honestly, I was not in the mood for it. I was tired, my sister sounded distressed when she called me, and I needed to go back to see my brother. When I tried to push past them to enter the house, someone dragged me by my hair, and I fell to the ground. They were insulting me and telling me I had no right to stay in their brother’s house without their permission. The same house I’d lived in for years? A house my parents built together? 

    Luckily for me, as I was on the floor, the police I had called showed up with my mum’s younger brother. He saw me on the floor and told the officers to bundle all the people present. That’s how the police arrested about 5 of my uncles. He went with them to the station, and I went into the house to make sure my sister was okay. When she saw how I looked, she offered to be the one to stay with my brother that night. I usually wouldn’t allow it, because she was just a child, but I was too tired to say otherwise. That night, I got so many calls from my dad’s relatives calling me a shame, a disgrace, and other things. These people who watched my uncles try to bully me without interfering suddenly remembered that family should not treat each other badly. I wanted to switch off my phone so bad, but I couldn’t. I needed to be reachable in case of emergencies with my siblings. 

    After I showered, I went to lie down in my parents’ room. And for the first time since all of this began, I cried. I woke up with red, swollen eyes and a sore throat. My body was weak, and I was in so much pain, but I needed to be strong for my siblings. My brother was  discharged a few  days later. And then,  I was the one on the hospital bed. The doctors said I was stressed, dehydrated, had high blood pressure among many other illnesses. I was ready to leave the next day, but my siblings made me stay, just for about three days. My mum’s  younger brother stayed with them in the house so I could rest. And honestly? I liked being in the hospital. It was the first time in almost two years that I felt taken care for. 

    It’s been almost three years since we  lost our parents, and almost two years since all of the drama with my uncles happened. No one has come to disturb us again. Maybe sleeping in police custody for a couple of days was what they really needed to straighten up. My siblings are doing well in school, and my younger sister is about to graduate from university. I miss my parents every day. I open my eyes and honestly, all of this has been tough and stressful, but my siblings are amazing. We help each other however we can. 

    We’re all we have, and somehow, we’re making it work.

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  • Sunken Ships is a Zikoko series that explores the how and why of the end of all relationships — familial, romantic or just good old friendships.

    Debo* was Bola’s* older cousin and closest friend. When Debo’s mum — Bola’s favourite aunt — died, they both had different responses to the loss, and their relationship never recovered from it. Here’s Bola’s story:

    Bola: I’ve known my cousin, *Debo, all my life. He was 13 when I was born but was somehow the closest cousin to my age. I think that’s what made us so close. 

    He was the one the adults put in charge of me and my younger siblings. I spent a lot of my childhood at his house, and he was basically my senior brother. As the firstborn, I had to take care of my siblings, but having someone look out for me felt nice.

    He’d be the one to pick me up from boarding school, and because most of the seniors had a crush on him, they never punished or bullied me if it wasn’t a general punishment. He was an advocate for my enjoyment, and I loved every moment I spent with him.

    What Changed?

    Bola: When I was 14, his mother died. She was my favourite aunt and the whole family took a big hit. I tried to talk to him about it because nobody else really understood how I felt, but he wouldn’t pick my calls or talk to me. Now, I realise he was dealing with it in his own way, but I wish we’d had a conversation first. 

    The next time the family got together after my aunt’s death was when I was 16. I was done with secondary school and had developed quite an attitude. I felt like I was better than everyone. I stopped hanging out with Debo because he smoked marijuana, drank and was unserious with his life, and I didn’t want to turn out like him. I was extremely judgmental. 

    How did that affect the relationship?

    Bola: Eventually, I got over myself, and Debo and I started talking again. Not like we used to, but for a while, things were better than they were right after my aunt died. That’s why I was shocked when one day, he video-called wearing a hoodie and there was snow all around him. 

    And that was how he told us he’d travelled abroad. I get that we can be superstitious as Nigerians, but he wasn’t that kind of person. I thought he would’ve at least let me know before he moved continents. That didn’t stop me from being happy for him though. He seemed excited, and by extension, we all were too. 

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    That sounds good?

    Bola: For the first year or two of him being out of the country, we were fine. We’d talk over the phone, he’d comment on my WhatsApp status, like my pictures on Instagram; we were good. In fact, during one of his calls, he told me he heard I needed a new phone and sent me some money to complete what I’d saved for it. 

    But from that moment on, when I call, he’d start hinting I wanted to ask him for something, and it was very off-putting. Then he got married even though he had already three daughters in Nigeria, and that annoyed me even more. So, I blocked him everywhere. We haven’t spoken since. 

    How long has it been since you spoke?

    Bola: Five years. He still calls my parents and siblings, but he never asks to speak with me. So, I don’t think he wants to. 

    Do you want to speak with him? 

    Bola: I don’t know. Last year, I unblocked him because I thought I would send him a message, but I never did. I also wanted to see if he would reach out, but he never did. He also didn’t act like he noticed I’d unblocked him. 

    Have you tried to reach out?

    Bola: No. I’m still hurt because of everything that happened. I’m annoyed he left his three daughters here to marry another person and start a life with them. It’s not like he doesn’t take care of his children, but they’re just going to grow up without having him around. 

    I’m hurt he didn’t reach out to me before he travelled because I wish he had. 

    I’m also hurt he implied I only spoke to him because I wanted something from him. I’ve never asked him for anything before, even when we were younger. He’s the last born in his own family and was the one telling us who to beg for things. I don’t understand why he was projecting on me.

    What about your aunt’s death? Did you ever bring it up? 

    Bola: I never did. So many years had passed since the death; bringing up the hurt I felt about him not talking to me during that period would’ve just opened up old wounds. My aunt meant so much to me. She was basically my second mum. I thought he’d get it and understand my own pain. He was older, and I needed my big brother, but it felt like I could no longer have that. 

    Plus, it put a huge strain on our relationship. We don’t talk to each other the way we used to, so there was really no way to mention it after. 

    Do you think you might’ve had a hand in the relationship crumbling? 

    Bola: We both had a hand in it. I could’ve been a bit more understanding and he could’ve been better at communicating how he felt.

    Don’t you think it’s a bit selfish to have expected that from him when he was probably grieving too?

    Bola: I’m older now, so I know people deal with grief differently. I shouldn’t have expected him to try to heal with me. I was a child and a lot more immature than most kids my age, so of course, I was hurt. Maybe it was selfish that I wanted him to be there for, but it’s what I wanted. 

    I never told him or made him feel bad about it. I just felt that way in my heart. Now I know I should’ve given him space to take as much time as he needed, but our relationship is still damaged. A lot has happened without him, there’s so much physical distance between us and only so much opening we’re willing to do.

    Will you ever reach out to him again? 

    Bola: I will. Maybe when I learn to be the bigger person, but I’m currently not. So we’ll see. 

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  • Sunken Ships is a Zikoko series that explores the how and why of the end of all relationships — familial, romantic or just good old friendships.

    Omotola* and Tunde* dated for four years. It was her first relationship and she considered him the love of her life. In this article, she talks about their relationship, how they transitioned to friends and why she can never talk to him again now. Here’s her story:

    Tell me how you started dating

    Omotola: Looking back at it now, it wasn’t the best or healthiest relationship. I met him in 2011, when I was in my first year in university and he was in his final year. He had a girlfriend at the time and everyone loved them. They were couple goals. Then there was me, the 16-year-old who didn’t understand why he was talking to me. 

    After he graduated the next year, we kept in touch, and sometime during the next semester, when I was 17, we started dating. I was really excited about being in a relationship with an older guy who’s smart and ambitious. He had so many ideas, and I kept imagining a life where he’d be super rich and we’d get married. It was nice to have someone buy me gifts and give me advice. He was my older brother, sugar daddy and mentor. 

    And how did the relationship go? 

    Omotola: I had a terrible relationship with my dad at the time, so I want to believe that’s one of the reasons I was with Tunde. He was so mature and intelligent. Another thing was, with him, I could act my age. I had to be mature with my friends, but with him, I could be young, playful and giggly. I was living a teenage dream. 

    I got this high from having someone who’d already graduated come back to school just to see me. Plus, he was pretty popular, and that made me kinda popular by association. When he asked me to help with things like his transcript or advice his sister who was considering attending the school, I got off on it. 

    So what changed? 

    Omotola: After I graduated in 2015, I started to feel like he wasn’t interested in dating this little girl anymore. I don’t know if it was just my insecurity talking, but it’s like it dawned on me just how much more mature he was. He’d been working and all that, and I felt like I wasn’t enough for him.

    Then he made a big decision. When it came to furthering his education, he had two options. His parents wanted him to get a Master’s degree in Engineering in Glasgow, but he didn’t want that. He wanted to study business, but to do that, he’d have to put himself through school, which meant attending Lagos Business School. 

    When he asked my opinion, I told him to choose the MBA. A part of me wanted it because he lived in Abuja and studying business meant we’d finally be in the same state. But also, he hated Engineering and really wanted to do business. The MBA would’ve made him happier. He agreed with me and came to Lagos just as it became time for my NYSC.

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    You were finally together in Lagos. That must’ve been great

    Omotola: Well, he wanted me to serve in Lagos. But ever since I knew what NYSC was, I’d wanted to serve in Calabar because I was intrigued by the state’s history and cultural diversity, and I wanted to step out of my comfort zone. I didn’t plan on changing that. So, I kept it from him till I travelled. He was so upset and kept telling me how he didn’t go to the UK because of me, only for me to turn around and leave anyway. I already felt insecure in our relationship, so the strain of this decision only made it worse. I called him one day and ask for us to break up.

    Honestly, I hoped he’d reassure me and ask that we stay together, but he didn’t. He listened to everything I had to say about the relationship and was very calm about it. He agreed we did, in fact, need time apart, and that’s how we broke up. 

    And after the breakup? 

    Omotola: We didn’t talk for a long time. I came back to Lagos in 2016, after passing out of NYSC. The next year, he randomly called to ask how I was. And just like that, we were friends, acting like nothing ever happened. It hurt like hell. I was dying inside because I was still in love with him. 

    He was a good friend who helped me out a lot when it came to advice. I would talk to him about things he didn’t even understand, and he would still listen and give me some guidance. The friendship was long-distance just like when we dated because after his MBA, he returned to Abuja. I could tell he had moved on, but I hadn’t really. 

    So how did you move from being friends to never speaking again?  

    Omotola: In 2018, he called to tell me he was in Lagos and he wanted us to hang out. We had dinner and talked. It was a nice friendly date, but shortly after, he went back to Abuja, in time for his birthday that same week. 

    At around 8 p.m. a few weeks later, I got a message from a mutual friend, asking me if it was true Tunde was dead. I laughed. Of course, it wasn’t true. But I made a couple of calls to confirm, and I found out it was true. He died a few days after his birthday. I was crushed. 

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    I’m so sorry 

    Omotola: I felt lost when I found out he was dead. Not only was I lost, I was in denial. For the longest time, I thought my friends were messing with me. I was so confused. 

    Do you know the crazy part? I never found out how exactly he died. His parents were very secretive about it because it involved a shooting. Even the funeral was private, and I didn’t get a chance to attend. I mean, why would I? I was just the ex from two years ago. While we were friends, we weren’t close enough that I’d be informed about things like that. The only thing I attended was the memorial service our alumni organised. 

    Last year, I was in a terrible place and stumbled upon the Facebook messages we sent each other when we were still dating, and I wept. I had to call my best friend and cry to her over the phone because I didn’t believe the person I could talk to about every and anything was no longer on Earth. I’m sad, not just for the friendship we had, but because of the person he could’ve been. I believed in him so much, and the greatness he had to offer. 

    Do you have any regrets? 

    Omotola: No. Well, I wish we were closer before he died. It’s been four years since, and I don’t think I’ve gotten any closure because I don’t know how it happened. Only that he was in a coma in some hospital for days before he died. I wish I knew the exact details. 

    I can’t say I wish we were still dating because we broke up for a reason. In hindsight, the romantic relationship wasn’t healthy. I was a child for most of it. But sometimes, I find myself wondering what would’ve changed about us if I served in Lagos. 

    What do you think your relationship would’ve been like if he hadn’t passed? 

    Omotola: I think, at the very least, we would’ve been good friends. Tunde was the kind of guy who wouldn’t just let a friendship go like that. But if you’d asked any of my friends, they’d probably say we’d have gotten back together. 

    Before he died, my bestie was still talking about how sure she was about that. But when he came to Lagos, and we had that dinner, it was obvious we’d both moved past that time in our lives. I try so hard to not think of what could’ve been. What I do know is I still love him. 

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  • Aminat, 22

    Last year, I stumbled on the friend of a guy I dated about five years ago. He looked really familiar, but I couldn’t quite place the face. I had turned back to stare a couple of times and had decided if I turn this last time and he’s still there, I’d walk up to him. When I turned slowly, I didn’t see him anymore and I took that as a sign from the Universe. A few seconds later, someone tapped my shoulder and it turned out to be him. We kicked things off from there, and our first date was super intense. The sexual energy was 101%, and we discovered we had crushes on each other before I dated his friend.

    After multiple conversations about the obvious fact that we were into each other and wanted this, he explicitly told me it couldn’t work because I’m his friend’s ex. It infuriated me because I wasn’t even speaking to my ex at all, but this past presence in my life is still denying me some form of happiness. I truly mourned what would’ve been, but he and I still talk.

    Yinka, 25

    I met him on Twitter this year, around May. We didn’t talk much at first, but that didn’t take long to change. When it did, the connection was a lot. We shared the same values, had a lot in common, and it was obvious where it was headed. However, I wasn’t ready to be in a relationship. I told him and he seemed okay waiting. One time, we had a little misunderstanding and I stopped hearing from him. It took me a little while to reach out to him and by the time I got around to it a bit more than a day later, he had moved on.

    It turns out he’s had previous experiences with waiting to be with someone and felt we were headed the same way.
    He told me he couldn’t keep waiting for me to decide if I wanted to be with him or not. The funny thing is that the timeout we had made me realise how much of a keeper he is. That’s why I had decided to take that leap, but I decided a little too late. He was no longer interested. I wish things had gone differently.

    Amaka, 20

    I had a crush on a guy in my school for about a year, but I didn’t have the mind to tell him. Eventually, I found out he had a girlfriend, and that broke me. So, in order to be close to him, I had to become friends with his girlfriend. It worked, but then I learnt he was leaving the country soon, so I started to pray the embassy wouldn’t grant him visa.

    Unfortunately, my prayer wasn’t answered. He left the country and I am still angry at myself for not telling him how I felt for him. It’s been four years since the last time I saw him. If he ever comes back, I will tell him I loved him.

    Jane, 21

    There was this guy I really liked even though he wasn’t 100% my spec. I was really into him. He kept saying he wasn’t ready for a relationship, so I waited for him for eight months. During those eight months, he was having flings with other people, but I waited while he kept saying he wasn’t ready. It really hurt because I liked him so much, I even wanted to ask him out. Eventually, I let him go, and I met someone way better.

    Femi, 41

    There was a woman I met through one of my brother’s friends. I knew I liked her when I didn’t want to go further with her after we kissed. I was a serial cheater, but I couldn’t bear to break her heart. She knew I had a girlfriend and really didn’t mind, but I just could not. I guess I liked her that much; just not enough to leave my girlfriend whom I later married. For some reason, she keeps popping into my head on occasion since I separated from my wife. I hope she’s alright wherever she is and that whoever she ended up with, if any, is treating her right.

    John, 19

    So, it’s this guy who texted me midway through the lockdown. I initially ignored it, but around the #EndSars protests, we started talking again. It took me a while to realise I might have feelings for him. Unfortunately, he’s in Lagos and I’m in Ibadan. I’m not willing to do long distance relationship, plus there are issues and trauma we’ve both agreed we need to work on. Our refusal to date is a mutual agreement, buts it hurts because this is the first time I’m getting non-platonic attention that isn’t toxic. I’m also sad because I feel like I’ll never really get to experience him. I think that by the time things changed for either of us, we’d have outgrown each other. On the bright side, it feels nice to know he’s in my corner.

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  • Finding your person in today’s world is really hard but there are very few things worse than finding your partner and then losing them to illness, accidents or any thing. To understand this pain, we spoke to four Nigerians on what it is like losing a partner.

    Daniel, 25.
    I met him inside a bus. I was coming home and having snacks and he kept teasing me about having some of my snacks. I thought he was joking so I offered him some and he took it. He seemed like he won’t rest if I didn’t give him my number, so I did. There was no WhatsApp then so he kept texting me all the time and calling me. He was persistent and I liked it and found it very cute. He was an Igbo man so you know that they go all the way out. The day I visited him, it was like Christmas for him. We talked, hooked up, I was getting to like him. Then I moved to school and we kept in touch during the holidays only. Then I tried to reach him one time and he didn’t reply. We hadn’t spoken for a while. It was weird because he always jumped at my calls or texts. Then, I logged in on Facebook and saw he has died like two months before.

    George, 35.
    My partner and I met on a dating app hilarious enough. A few months into the relationship, he had some health issues and went to the doctor and that was how he realized he had a serious heart disease that meant he wouldn’t live long. He immediately became depressed and sad which is very valid but we had to work through it because even the doctor didn’t know how long he had. He lived for a few more years after that but the most important thing I think for me is that he had what seemed to be a blissful last few months alive. He wasn’t depressed, he was happy and content with what he had made out of himself. That makes me happy at least. That said, I don’t see myself ever being with anyone else.

    Chika, 22.
    I met my late boyfriend on Twitter. It was a very straight forward ‘I am shooting my shot’ kind of thing and at first, I wasn’t too keen but he was good looking and very very witty so I was like this could be fun. And it was. We went on dates for like a month before we even discussed being in a proper relationship, we agreed to be in a proper relationship just before I went back to university. We would text, facetime etc several times a day. Then one day, he just didn’t reply to my text. The texts were delivering so at first I thought he was ghosting me. I tried calling and no one picked till it just went blank. I was sad and depressed wondering what had happened then one day when I called someone picked and asked who I was. I explained who I was and they told me he was dead, he had been shot. I don’t think you ever truly recover from things like that, there’s always a part of your soul that’s just marked with that grief.

    Manuel, 32.
    My late wife knew about each other for a decent while before we started talking, you know when you know someone is a friend with a friend of yours but you and that person don’t actually have a friendship, that was it. Then one day, I was at a bank frustrated as hell because they refused to refund money from a failed transaction for me. I was angry and shouting then she came and started diffusing the situation. It’s funny because she was just a customer there but it worked, I got my refund that day. I apologized for my behaviour and tried to make it up for her. She didn’t exactly take me up on that but she gave me her number. It took almost two months from that first meeting for us to go on a date. We ended up getting married a year and eight months after our first date. She died one year later. A car hit her one evening, she just went to buy something at a store down the street and at a sharp turn, a car hit her straight. We went to the hospital but by the time they could even get the blood transfusion set up, the love of my life was dead. I don’t know if ‘pain’ is accurate enough for what I felt. Confusion was the chief emotion, I didn’t understand it. She was alive an hour ago, she was with me an hour ago and now she’s gone forever. I don’t remember much but I had a panic attack at the hospital then I was home. I think my whole life has been blank since the day she died, I don’t know what is happening or why.

    • Names have been changed for the sake of anonymity.
  • What does it mean to be a man? Surely, it’s not one thing. It’s a series of little moments that add up.

    “Man Like” is a weekly Zikoko series documenting these moments to see how it adds up. It’s a series for men by men, talking about men’s issues. We try to understand what it means to “be a man” from the perspective of the subject of the week.


    The subject of today’s Man Like is a visual artist, writer and occasional spirit husband. He tells us about losing his parents when he was 10, moving a lot because he lived with different families and starting to live when he turned 24.

    When did you get your “Man Like” moment?

    So there are two answers here. If you ask me the first time I started feeling like a man, my closest answer would be final year project defense. I wore some ash wool trousers with a blue striped shirt, second-hand shoes and suspenders. And I followed the combo with a big boy bounce. In my head, I was like, “Wow, yes, I have arrived.”

    LMAO.

    In a sense, it was the aesthetics of being a man that dawned on me. The first time I felt the expectations of being a man was when my parents died. I had just turned ten, and there were expectations that I was going to continue my father’s lineage. It was weird because I had been insulated from all of these expectations up until then. At the burial, people kept on saying I shouldn’t cry because I was “a man”. In my head, I thought, “Okay this is new.”

    Mahn, I’m sorry. How did you cope after their death?

    I lived with different families through my teenage years up until my early twenties.

    What does moving around do to you as a person?

    It makes you not hold on to a defined sense of identity. It also leaves you craving permanence; a desire to stay in one place and hold on to something for a while. You lose a part of yourself each time you move and assimilate to a new family. As an adult, I find that I’m still always travelling. I’m still interested in moving. Even now that I have my own place, there’s a restlessness to move on to the next thing.

    Are you an only child?

    I have a not so little sister, but we lived separately and only got to spend Christmas together during our teenage years. In my head, I’m an only child because I had to deal with a lot of things alone — it’s only recently I started to rely on people. In fact, I called my sister before this interview.

    LOOL. How did constantly moving affect your ability to make friends?

    On one hand, I amassed an uncomfortable number of people in my life. Uncomfortable because moving into so many families meant i had no psychological or physical space of my own. 

    On the other hand, I always had it in the back of my mind that I’d return to the city where I grew up in. However, by the time I went back, all my dear friends had either left the country or had changed. 

    These days my disposition is to be personable and friendly, but I don’t actively encourage friendships. I remember someone trying to be friends with me, and I was like, “You’re an amazing person and we could both learn a lot from each other, but you came at the wrong time in my life. I have a lot of things to deal with.” Even with my tactic, some people have still managed to find their way into my life. 

    Awww. What are some important relationships that have added to your life?

    I’d say intergenerational friendships. I find that because my friends differ from me in lived experience, age and geography, these friendships pull me out of my reality. I get to witness other possibilities. I’m 29 now, and I’m looking forward to my thirties mostly because I’ve seen how my friends above thirty have embraced life. Watching them just live life gives me a lot of hope. This is a lot of improvement from the teenager who had no plans of seeing past 25. 

    Interesting. Does anything scare you?

    I don’t think I have any fears. I see the possibility of death hanging over anyone I love so I’m always telling myself that loss can happen at any time. I know I love someone when the thought of them dying stresses me out. 

    Ah. I see.

    I really started coming alive as a full person around the time I turned 24, which was around the time I wore suspenders. It was also the year of good music. I started listening to what young people my age were listening to, and I stopped thinking about death. 

    Before turning 24, I had just been going through the motions.  I really feel like I’ve lived a full life and if I die now I’ll be happy. 

    Wawu. What are some differences before turning 24 and after turning 24?

    For one, I feel like I’m the shit. 

    I’m also learning to occupy space more. 

    I’m learning to accept help. 

    To accept compliments. 

    To rely on people. 

    I’m learning to allow myself to feel loved.

    I love you mahn.

    I don’t believe you because you said the same thing to Adekunle Gold. 

    Scream.

    What gives you joy?

    Kidney pie — dough with kidney stuffing — gives me joy.  Then Citrus! I love using citrus-scented soaps. I also love Electronic dance music: I pray the angels fast forward the footage of me dancing alone in my apartment when they put my life on the projector on judgement day.

    Then the colour red makes me happy because God speaks to me in the colour red. I own red candles and my dressing room is painted blood red. 

    Are you… like a cultist?

    Haha. 

    I want to hear about your models for what it means to be a man. 

    Because of how I grew up, I had models that were not gender-specific — My parents alternated cooking and other house chores. My dad was more likely to laugh or say sorry to me than my mom in fact. I only started considering him as a model after he died and I started encountering other forms of [toxic] masculinity. These encounters made me start archiving memories of my dad because I was like this is how men are expected to behave in society, but this is how it was in my house. For me, those memories were in a way me clinging to being soft and kind.

    Interesting.

    In addition to being soft and kind, I also wanted to be as creative as my father. 

    How so?

    My dad had a studio behind the house where he used to make stuff because he was very good with his hands. While I didn’t follow his exact path, I still feel that a lot of my identity has been defined by my creative career. Being able to create is what made me consider life. 

    A lot of decisions I took in my life, the characters in my stories did them first. The first time I asked someone out was because I had written a character where a 19-year-old — who was my age mate then — had asked someone out, so what was the big deal? In real life, it ended up becoming a two-hour conversation and some long ass walk. 

    Damn. 

    Tying your identity to a career is not healthy because I remember this one time where I was in a bad space because my career wasn’t where I wanted it to be. I had to constantly affirm myself outside of my career. It was a constant struggle to remind myself that I didn’t need to be a great author to be worthy of being alive.

    Heavy stuff. 

    How do you define your masculinity?

    I only define it in the parts that interest me. And that’s in the aesthetics/fashion. But there’s also socialisation and how masculinity relates to me in terms of bias. Even though I don’t feel “masculine”, I still find myself unlearning little biases I didn’t know I had in me. 

    I thought I was “woke”, but I have realised no matter how feminist you are in your relationship with a woman, the world is still waiting with its nonsense outside. I was in a friend’s car once and when road safety stopped us, the officer came to “bargain” with me and not my friend in the driver seat who owned the car — because she was well, a woman. I almost responded to him but I had a ‘wait a minute’ moment in my brain.

    There was a funnier incident years ago when someone had asked me out, and I accepted and was happily enjoying the relationship. One day I got a text: When are you going to ask me to be your girlfriend officially? I was like, wait, is it joke we have been joking since? I’m learning that at the end of the day, we all have inherent gender biases to work through.

    Preach. Has anything ever threatened your idea of masculinity?

    I think there’s generally a sense of compulsory masculinity that piles certain expectations on you. I internalised some of those ridiculous expectations when I was younger. 

    For example, I hated jewellery growing up. When I started interrogating my hate, I realised it was simply because society decided men wearing jewellery was effeminate and anything that leans towards the feminine must be punished. I read that before colonisation came, my father’s people (Tiv) actually mocked teenage boys who turned fifteen without wearing gold earrings. 

    Oh wow.

    I don’t think masculinity is bad. It can be colourful too. I’ve lived in parts of Nigeria where men dye their beard orange or wear eyeliner. I’m also interested in the idea of collaboration between men. There’s a strong chance for men to have real conversations and unlearn toxic masculinity. If men on Twitter could come together and build a stingy men association website, then they could intervene in the case of boys who go through sexual abuse.

    Overall, I’m just interested in being soft last last. I don’t have strength for the performance society wants from me. It’s too limiting. The world is vast and full of wonders. 


    Check back every Sunday by 12 pm for new stories in the “Man Like” series. If you’d like to be featured or you know anyone that would be perfect for this, kindly send an email.

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