Relationship Stories

Aletheia Talk is a relationship blog that uses the art of storytelling. Our stories revolve around the lives of everyday people and daily life occurrences, stories on communication, culture, emotions and general intellect. These are the ingredients present in every relationship we have today. We shine a light on the thought process that goes through a person’s mind while they are in a relationship. We didn’t also limit ourselves to romance alone, but also platonic, family, official relationships. We aim to explore all angles that exist in all kinds of relationship.

Recent Articles
  • Teacup or a Soup bowl
    Teacup or a Soup bowl

    The times are changing; everyone is becoming an entrepreneur. Nobody wants to work for anyone again. I have been looking for a job for some months now, and I can't seem to find any. All the good jobs can suck the life from your soul, I need to go online and learn how to become a freelancer, and from there, I will start my own company. I will not work under any man; I will build my empire.

  • Emma’s Love Story- Part Two
    Emma’s Love Story- Part Two

    I knew where this was leading already, and I wasn’t going to jump right into another relationship, my last relationship was just six months ago. I wasn’t ready for the emotional push and pull. I took Gaddo out for lunch, but I kept my distance. To my relieve, he didn't make any move during that lunch. Maybe I read him wrong; perhaps I can finally have a regular male friend. We became gist partners and lunch buddies; he made my life less lonely. He was a great friend; he was fun. Two months after, he then asked me out, it seemed right, and my weak heart was already in love…

  • Emma’s Love Story- Part One
    Emma’s Love Story- Part One

    I met my first boyfriend in my first year of university; he was so sweet and caring when we met. He was in his final year; he was your typical macho guy with all the handsomeness existing. I felt so protected with him; he loved me so much. He would make sure he saw me each day, and he always came with gifts and sweet words. He made my first year of school memorable. When he was graduating, he broke it off with me; he said he is not good with long-distance relationships. All the promises to always be by my side was broken just like that. He was the…

  • Dealing with Feedback
    Dealing with Feedback

    He will make it on his own; he just needs to find the right company that will hire him and give him the opportunity he needs to grow. He can do this on his own. His friends are all about starting a business and branching out of engineering entirely. That is not the plan he has for himself; they don’t understand him at all. Now, he has to see an uncle who is to give him some advice, and he is going prepared with the right answers. He will not be swayed.

  • The Workplace and Your Culture
    The Workplace and Your Culture

    John is also one of those guys that appear to be the perfect catch – he is very handsome and has a creamy chocolate complexion. He is a head taller than most people, and his velvety voice can command a room full of people. Being a passionate believer who has also discovered his purpose is more than icing on the cake. Yet, with all these qualities, Sophia has refused to give John an affirmative answer to his marriage proposal. Sophia believes that all bankers are stingy, and she doesn't think John is an exception.

  • What tribe are you?
    What tribe are you?

    Let’s go back to our definition of culture; it is a way of life of a people. The particular pattern a person decides to live his life. Now this person may actively or passively choose to live his life in a specific way. One may actively make this decision when they give themselves certain values and principles by which they will live their lives. One may passively decide when the circumstances they find themselves in begin to dictate their life choices for them. So this means the different stages of life they go through would influence their value system.

  • My supervisor hates me
    My supervisor hates me

    When we were entering the university, the future we envisioned involved a mansion, a sweet car, sweet wife and sweet children. We planned to get a job immediately after graduation, live the baby boy life for two or three years. Then, get married, have children, work for five more years then retire young. Great bliss! That dream has shattered. This role as a Quality Assurance officer is doing everything within its power to kill that vision. The saddest part is that the role sounds very dignified, yet all I do daily is manually check the bottled drinks the company produces.

  • Why did we stop being friends?
    Why did we stop being friends?

    I am a high school student, and I belong to what you would call a clique. The girls and I are good for each other; we are not one of those dumb cliques that come in last in class. We are the top five students in our class, we study together, we play together, and we have the same friends. The clique consists of five girls; Olive, Amy, Sheila, Tina and myself Lola. The focus of this story is Olive and I. We were born in the same month; our mothers are besties, we live in the same neighbourhood. We officially signed the best friends forever pledge, but Olive is…

  • Painting my Culture
    Painting my Culture

    In a distant country, far west, there lived a couple. They were high school sweethearts, but they had been married for ten years and had no child. They decided to adopt and applied to the adoption agency of the state. They were invited to begin the procedures for adoption and when it was time to select a baby, the child they chose was not from the west, indeed, it was a baby from the south. The one-year-old girl ever so pretty had a very faint mark on the bridge of her nose similar to the tribal markings of the southerners, it looked like they wanted a faint indication of where…

  • The Wife Beater
    The Wife Beater

    She was not exactly a spoiled brat, just was a child who had received a lot of attention. Bola was a feminist and believed in equal rights. She loved Femi a lot; he was a protective bear. He had the sole aim of spoiling her and shielding her from any hardship. All they needed was to work on that temper, the last guy who harassed her was yet to leave the hospital. But it wasn't a biggie, he only shouted at her once or twice, he was only being protective or wasn't he?

  • Having and loving my daughter
    Having and loving my daughter

    She has been home for the past three hours and has lost every appetite and strength. In just two hours, Jude will be home yet she has no will power to make dinner. Eating out is no longer an option, this diagnosis of hers will probably milk them dry. Oh no, why now, Lord? It’s too early into the marriage. I didn’t even get to enjoy my husband and we are not financially or mentally ready for this.

  • Becoming my neighbour
    Becoming my neighbour

    My neighbour is one bitter old woman; she is always angry. It’s like she is constantly looking for how to piss me off. If I greet her, she looks at me with these blank evil eyes. See, all of that is not even my business. If she likes, let her be bitter. What angered me was the incident that happened last month, I was really upset. This woman is actually a witch. I ordered a new laptop from an online store...

  • One plus one not half plus half
    One plus one not half plus half

    It’s a wonder today why many Christians enter the “Wife Shopping” season with the aim of finding their missing rib. I have questioned the reasons why people marry so many times, not because I am against marriage, but because I wonder at their thought process. Are you getting married because you have found a companion you can fulfill your God-given purpose with? Or are you looking for a wife because you are at the age to marry?

  • When sorry isn’t enough
    When sorry isn’t enough

    Nike and Biodun have been married for 3 years and now they are filing for a divorce. Nike is so bitter as she has a list of things Biodun has done from their wedding night till now. Petty right? But the way the brain works is funny, if it doesn't understand something, it tucks it away to one small little corner and would pull it out later to try to mull over it.

  • A decision to be vulnerable
    A decision to be vulnerable

    Vulnerability is the quality or state of being exposed to the possibility of being attacked or harmed, either physically or emotionally. I always hated being vulnerable, allowing someone to see into my heart to the extent that they see your nakedness and filth.