The friend zone in Nigeria is a diplomatic zone. You are "bro" or "sis." You are "like family." You help them move. You listen to their relationship problems. You buy them birthday gifts. You are indispensable but invisible. And you cannot complain, because complaining reveals your true feelings and ruins the friendship. The zone is comfortable for one, torturous for the other. The zoned person waits for a breakup. Hints at feelings. Gets told "I don't want to ruin what we have." The irony is that what you have is already ruined by the imbalance. Have you ever been friend-zoned, or done the friend-zoning? And did you ever escape, or are you still stuck?
