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Bebold:


Relationship management course for a woman

Op those people don't have a general formula oo.

Different strokes for almost all of them.

Have you ever heard of this statement, "he's too good for my liking" before?

A near general rule, is having money to meet her needs.

The op presented his facts from the fantasy point of views

Hezzyluv:
I once date a girl (pump attendant). She told me, her salary was 8k. But the money she get daily if she goes to work surpasses the 8k she's being paid. Although, that was around 2013. I doubt if such will still happen now.

She said, some of these customers do dash them money. While some of the money is 2ru fraud.

Now wey people eyes dey chuk, wich customer go gree dash money when fuel you buy never reach anywhere?

You are absolutely correct, that's how some of them make their money. Yes I've been privileged to engage a couple of fuel attendant workers in some filling station and uh they also said this same thing that they don't care about the money they are being paid. Infact this is the major reason why some of these fuel uh this is for some of this filling station don't pay well because they know that they are workers it get places where they wait and they get their own Court so there's no light there there's no light there is he is the truth

bigluv84:
Bro your own is small, I lose more than 7 million to gambling, as I dey my life no dey okay. Thank God I don back out since early this month and I pray to God I will never go back again. Gambling is devilish, SAY NO TO GAMBLING.

It's not easy leaving it but I'd to swear with sand in my hand. The day I go back to online betting, the day I bite dust. No regrets

timibare:
Go hard or go home oooh go hard or go home

The same principles I've been using yet getting back to square one

youngsahito:
If you put more effort on this your writing, you go soon write full novel. Throw away ur phone that is leading you into this temptation.

The message is meant for people in my shoes

But it didn’t stop there. When football started disappointing me with last-minute goals and unpredictable teams, I turned to basketball—especially NBA live games. I told myself basketball was more “predictable.” I mean, they score almost every minute, right? The odds are low, but it’s “safe.” That’s what I thought.

So I started stacking 4 to 5 basketball games on live tickets. Odds like 1.10, 1.15, 1.18. Looked “sure.” I’d watch the game live, wait till the team is leading, then fire 25k, 30k, sometimes even 50k, thinking I was being smart. “Just catch 60k from 50k and bounce,” I’d say. Easy money.

Lies.

I remember one night I placed 47k on 4 live NBA games. All teams were leading comfortably. Just one quarter left. I was already smiling. I was already imagining what I’d use the profit for.

Then one team—just one—collapsed in the final 4 minutes. They missed shots, committed turnovers, and lost the lead. I stared at the screen like a zombie. That was 47k gone in less than 10 minutes. Just like that.

But I didn’t stop.

I kept chasing. Live betting became an addiction. I’d sit with my phone deep into the night watching live basketball scores, placing bets on teams I knew nothing about—teams from Serbia, Turkey, China—just to feel something. Just to recover. Just to win back a piece of what I’d lost.

Sometimes I’d win 15k. Then lose 40k trying to double it.

It was always the same pattern: small wins, massive losses. I’d fire huge amounts trying to “flip” quickly. I thought I’d figured out a shortcut to wealth, but what I really discovered was a fast-track to poverty.

Betting Turned Me into a Slave to My Phone

My sleep schedule? Destroyed. My mental health? Shattered. I couldn’t eat in peace. I couldn’t think straight. Even at work, I’d be checking scores, placing bets under the table, lying to myself that I had “control.”

But the truth is, I was lost.

Basketball, football, tennis—it didn’t matter. I just wanted to win something. I was desperate. But betting is not a friend. It doesn’t care how careful you are. It doesn’t care how much you analyze. One miss, and your entire ticket is dust.

And I know someone reading this might still think, “Maybe he just didn’t know how to bet.” But that’s the trap. That’s the same mindset that ruined me. That mindset of “I just need to try one more strategy.” Let me tell you now—there is no strategy. The house always wins in the long run.

I lost over 300k alone on live basketball games in just two months. No exaggeration. I kept firing bigger stakes to cover previous losses. It was like pouring water into a basket, hoping it would eventually fill up.

It never did.

Narration:

I don’t even know where to start. But I need to pour this out. If this post can save even one person, then all the shame and regret I carry will not be in vain.

This is not a motivational story. This is not one of those “I made it back” fairy tales. This is real, raw, and ugly. I’m talking about how sports betting slowly, silently destroyed me—mentally, financially, emotionally—and how I’m still trying to crawl out of the hole.

How It All Started – Innocent Curiosity

I wasn’t always into betting. In fact, I used to laugh at those who did it. But peer pressure is real. It started with a friend casually mentioning how he made 80k from a 3k ticket. Another friend flashed his slip: 2k turned to 50k. “Just small sense,” he said. “Just do your research.”

I was broke, tired of hustling, and looking for a shortcut. Betting looked like the “smart man’s hustle.” So I opened an account.

The First Hit – The High of Winning

I started small. 500 naira here, 1k there. Lost a few times. Then BOOM—one day I won 18k from a 1k ticket. That feeling? It’s a high. Like you’ve beaten the system. Like you’re smarter than the bookies. I felt invincible.

That was the beginning of my downfall.

Salary Became Capital for Betting

Month after month, once my salary landed, my first instinct was to fund my betting wallet. Not savings, not food, not transport. Just bet. I’d tell myself, “Let me just use 10k, I’ll win and replace it.”

But the game never ends. I’d lose 10k, then use another 5k to “recover.” Then another 10k. Before I knew it, my entire 120k salary would vanish—bit by bit. And I’d be left stranded, borrowing transport, skipping meals, lying to people, pretending like everything was fine.

The Deadly Chase – Trying to Recover

The worst part of betting is not the loss itself. It’s the mental trap of recovery. You keep thinking, “Just one win and I’ll be back.” So I started going hard—staking 20k, 30k, even 50k on odds like 1.30. I wanted safe wins. But there’s nothing like a “safe” game. One red card, one surprise goal, one bad VAR decision, and it’s gone.

I lost over 500k in less than 4 months. Half a million naira. From my salary, savings, borrowed money, even loans from apps. I was desperate. I was drowning.

I Swore Never to Bet Again

One day I lost 70k in one night, chasing losses. I stared at my phone for hours. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t cry. I just felt numb. I looked at my bank balance—Zero. My savings? Gone. My mental peace? Shattered.

That night I deleted all the betting apps. I said, “Never again. This thing will kill me.”

The Temptation – And the False Hope

Weeks passed. Then one day I saw a game. “Safe 1.18 odd,” I told myself. I felt the itch. I deposited 2k. I won 8k. The high came rushing back. Maybe things have changed. Maybe I’ve learnt my lesson. Maybe this time I’ll be “disciplined.”

Biggest lie I’ve ever told myself.

Within 2 weeks, I was down another 90k. Lost every win. Lost more trying to recover. The loop never ends.

The Real Damage – Not Just Money

Let’s talk about what betting really takes from you:

Time – Hours of your life analyzing odds, watching teams you don’t care about, praying for goals, calculating potential winnings. Time that could’ve been used to learn a skill, build something, or just rest.

Peace of mind – Your mood swings with games. One red card and your whole day is ruined.

Relationships – I stopped picking calls. I owed people money. I became withdrawn. Betting consumed me.

Self-worth – I felt like a failure. Every time I lost, I hated myself more.


I Did the Math – Over 1.2 Million Lost

Yes, I actually sat down and calculated everything. In less than two years, I had blown over 1.2 million naira. Money I can never get back. Money that could have started a business, relocated me, funded my goals, paid rent, bought land.

Instead, I gave it to betting companies, hoping I could beat a system that’s designed to make me lose.

To the Youth Reading This…

Let me say this clearly:

SPORTS BETTING IS NOT A HUSTLE. IT’S A TRAP.

It gives you false hope, sucks you in slowly, and leaves you empty. Nobody shows you the losses, the loans, the lies, the breakdowns. All you see are fake wins and edited slips. Don't fall for it.

If you’re already in it, start finding your way out. Talk to someone. Block the apps. Reset your focus. It’s not easy, but it’s possible. I’m still fighting to rebuild my life—but I’m done pretending.

Let my pain be your warning.


Some will be doubting my oratory skills mind you, I have M.sc in English and Literary studies from the University of Ado Ekiti but it is what life it is. I'll suffice


Cc honeric01, semid4lyfe, mukina2

My Journey as a Maid in Egypt

My name is Amaka, and this is the story I never thought I’d tell. It’s a story soaked in pain, betrayal, resilience, and, eventually, a new kind of strength. I was born and raised in Edo State, Nigeria, the first daughter in a struggling family of six. Life wasn’t kind to us, but we managed to survive — until survival became a battle I had to fight on foreign soil.

The Deception: How It All Began

I was 19 when a woman called Aunty Pat approached me with an offer. She told me she had a “connection” to get young girls to work abroad, promising better pay and the chance to support our families. “Just six months in Egypt, and you’ll come back with enough to start your own boutique,” she said, smiling with deceit masked as kindness.

To be chosen, I had to “show seriousness.” That meant raising money to process the so-called “travel documents” and bribing the agent in charge. I sold almost everything I owned — my mother’s old gold earrings, the small fridge I had bought from my petty trading, and even borrowed money from friends. But that wasn’t enough.

One day, I was invited to “greet” the man who would finalize our selection. He was Aunty Pat’s business partner and, as it turned out, her secret lover. But that didn’t stop her from pimping me to him. I knew it was wrong. I cried, begged, and resisted, but desperation is a cruel master. That night, I crossed a line I’ll never forget. I slept with him, convincing myself it was just a price to pay to save my family. He picked me the next day.

The Hell Before Egypt: My Libyan Ordeal

We didn’t go straight to Egypt. First, we were smuggled through the Sahara Desert into Libya — the real hell. We were packed in the back of a pickup truck with over 30 others, breathing in dust and sweat, with the sun roasting our backs. I saw girls faint. One died. Her body was thrown off the truck like trash.

In Libya, we were kept in a house for weeks, treated like cargo. Armed men guarded the gates. We were raped, starved, and beaten. I lost my period, my faith, and my innocence in that house. The agents would come at night, pick girls like items from a shelf, and return them in the morning — bleeding, broken, hollow.

One night, I overheard some of the men talking about selling us to Libyan soldiers. That night, I knew I had to escape or die trying.

The Escape to Egypt

With the help of another girl, Zainab, who had been there longer, we planned our escape. We waited until one of the guards got drunk, snuck out through the backyard, and ran barefoot into the night. We hid in an abandoned building for two days before a kind Sudanese man agreed to help smuggle us into Egypt.

The journey was long and terrifying, but somehow, we made it to Cairo. I thought I had escaped hell. I was wrong. I had only entered another one.

Life as a Maid in Egypt

My “madam” was a widow with three children. At first, she seemed kind. She gave me clothes and food, told me I would be like a daughter. But the kindness vanished quickly. I became her slave — working from 5 a.m. till midnight every day. I wasn’t allowed to rest, eat properly, or talk to anyone. If I broke a plate or made a mistake, I was beaten. Her children spat on me. Sometimes, they would steal food and blame me.

Worse was her brother-in-law, a man with cruel eyes and wicked hands. He would corner me, whisper filth into my ears, and grope me when no one was looking. I reported him once. I got a slap and was told never to speak again. “You are lucky to even be alive,” she said.

I wasn’t paid. My passport was taken. I was trapped.

The Pain, the Glory, the Freedom

One day, I fell seriously ill. Madam refused to take me to the hospital. I lay on the floor for hours, drifting in and out of consciousness. That was the moment everything changed. One of the neighbors, an old Egyptian woman, found me when she came to visit the house. She called the police. When they arrived, Madam tried to lie, but the bruises on my back and the scars told my story louder than I ever could.

I was rescued and taken to a shelter for abused migrant workers. For the first time in years, I slept without fear. I was enrolled in a support program, learned some Arabic, and even took a sewing course.

Now, I work with a women’s rights organization in Cairo, helping other girls like me escape abuse. I still cry sometimes, especially when I remember the girl who died in the desert or the nights I lay bleeding in Libya. But I’ve found purpose. I’ve found strength.

Final Words

I am not telling this story for pity. I am telling it because silence kills, and truth heals. So many girls are still out there — in Libya, in Egypt, even in Nigeria — being lured with false promises. If my story can save even one girl from walking the road I did, then every scar, every tear, and every night of horror was worth it.

From dust to dawn, I rose. And I will keep rising.

To me, I see nothing wrong in a woman making her feelings known. She is better than the ones that would exchange contact in secret with other men on stage only to meet them in a private hotel

A former Minister of Aviation, Femi Fani-Kayode, has continued to berate ‘Obidients’, the supporters of the presidential candidate of the Labour Party (LP), Peter Obi.
In a lengthy article via his verified Twitter handle on Tuesday, Fani-Kayode described ‘Obidients’ as “a headless mob” similar to the demonised and emotionally unhinged rabble that insisted on the crucifixion of our Lord Jesus Christ.

The former minister, in the article titled “THE CULT OF OBIDATI”, said Obi’s supporters are filled with the same violent, angry, divisive, rebellious, treacherous, mutinous, treasonous, deceitful, and ungrateful spirit that possessed Lucifer.

He added that Obidients are a hydra-headed monster comprising confused, ignorant, and frustrated souls with very low self-esteem, a maniacal sense of entitlement, insufferable arrogance, and desperate lust for power.

Fani-Kayode claimed that if given power, Obidients and their leader will lead a coup and kill many leaders from the old Northern and Western Region. He alleged that Obi will continue what Major Chukwuma Kaduna Nzeogwu started in 1966.

The article reads: “The Obidients are (with apologies to Governor Charles Soludo) “a headless mob” similar to the demonised and emotionally unhinged rabble that insisted on the crucifixion of our Lord Jesus Christ.


“They are filled with the same violent, angry, divisive, rebellious, treacherous, mutinous, treasonous, deceitful, mendacious, deceptive, ungrateful, covetous, vain, insatiable and murderous spirit that possessed Lucifer, Son of the Dawn.

“Like Medusa the Gorgon, they are a hydra-headed monster comprising of confused, ignorant and frustrated souls with very low self-esteem, a maniacal sense of entitlement, insufferable arrogance and a desperate and psychotic lust for power.

“Give them that power and you will see Adolf Hitler, Josef Stalin, Mao Tse Tung, Pol Pot, Idi Amin, Ian Smith, Hendrik Verwoerd, Joseph Kony, Val the Impaler, Genghis Khan, Atilla the Hun and Jean Bedie Bokassa all rolled into one rise from the dead.

Give them power and you will see Caligula, Nero, Al Capone, Lucky Luciano, Jack the Ripper, Augusto Pinochet, Pharaoh, King Herod, Jezebel, Sennacherib, Nebuchadnezzar, the Boston Strangler, Mobutu Sese Seko and King Leopold 11 of Belgium all rolled into one come alive again to torment the world.

“They remind me of Major Chukwuma Kaduna Nzeogwu, one of the leaders of the January 15th 1966 mutiny in which many leaders from the old Northern and Western Region were murdered in cold blood. Give them power and their leader, Peter Gregory Obi, will continue what Chukwuma Kaduna Nzeogwu started. He will implement the Nzeogwu agenda to the letter and with ruthless and relentless brutality and clinical precision. No matter how well masked, fascists will always be fascists and a leopard cannot change its spots.


“Despite all their seeming humility, false piety, fake righteousness, and nauseous groveling “yes daddy” expressions of insincere love they are filled with unadulterated hatred for all those that do not share their views and that refuse to tow their obnoxious, venomous, and poisonous line.

“As the Bible says, “their speech is as smooth as butter but war is in their hearts”. Vile words, hate speech, propaganda, falsehood, lies, threats, insults, turmoil, intrigue, betrayal, subterranean plots, violence, evil conspiracies and the inability to brook opposing views or tolerate dissenting voices are their hallmark and forte.”

Fani-Kayode said Obi supporters are not a dark, sinister, destructive, divisive, fanatical movement, adding that they have strong connections in the international criminal underworld.

The chieftain of the All Progressives Congress (APC) added that Obidients believe in deceit, lies, propaganda, threats, violence, and intimidation

He added: “They are not just a political party or movement: they are a dark, sinister, insidious, destructive, malignant, malevolent, cancerous, divisive, fanatical, and dangerous force of vicious and sociopathic subversives and religious and ethnic bigots who are heavily invested in the kingdom of darkness, who have strong connections in the international criminal underworld, who are under the power and influence of western intelligence agencies, who have poisoned the souls and fouled up the minds of millions of young Nigerians and who are hell-bent on destroying the Nigerian state and dismembering our country.

They speak Nigeria but Biafra and the total and complete enslavement and subjugation of our people is in their hearts. They are not democrats in ANY sense of the word and they do not believe in democracy.

“They would be better described as a vicious, blood-lusting, and bloodthirsty cult who feed on the souls, kindle the barbarity and fuel the depravity of misguided and lesser men and miserable and frustrated women.

“They believe in nothing but deceit, lies, propaganda, threats, violence, and intimidation. They do not believe in or serve the Living God and they have no regard for the God of heaven.

They are the quintessential “unbelievers” who use God’s name to commit atrocities and to justify their monstrous behaviour, their psychopathic aggression, and their wild delusions. They worship and serve a strange entity and occultic deity known as ‘Obidati’ at whose altar they offer praises, make sacrifices and serve blood in the bewitching hour of every morning.

“They are evil. They are vicious. They are uncouth. They are uncharitable. They are unkind. They are unforgiving. They are merciless. They are destructive. They are relentless. They are ruthless. They are unjust. They are divisive. They are vengeful and they must be stopped at ALL costs. They must NEVER be allowed to come into the circles of power because they will divide, destroy and dismember our great country, bring her to her knees, and cause her to perish.”

https://www./2023/04/11/obidients-are-a-headless-mob-hydra-headed-monster-fani-kayode

Cc: oam4j mynd44

kk2027:
You mean EYE NECK or real election where election is transparent?

Drog daddy cannot win a free and fair election even at governorship level

You sef know the truth

Your Pandora miscreant should just stick with evangelism. Even Former Can president Ayo Oritsejafor can't do the evangelism work better than the Pandora robber

Obidient will avoid this thread like plague.

If the election is reconducted today, Obi will lose scandalously in all the Northern states and South West. Infact he won't get up to 4 million votes. That tape really exposed the Pandora miscreant. Yes daddy

Obidient ipob mob will disagree with me

okorogodwin4:
a criminal drug Baron will never be sworn in

You die the day he is sworn in

Isee

Deprofessional:
Tinubu will never rule Nigeria.

If you don't like the truth, go to court.

You die the day Tinubu is sworn in as the President and commander in chief of the federation. Amen

43Ronin:
More like commander in Thief

Your wailing is sweet. Your tears makes me laugh

It won't change the fact that some ipob Peter Obi headless mobs will cry and cry and cry us a polluted mud ocean come May 29 after the GCFR and commander in chief of the federation Tinubu is inaugurated as the president

Ibrahimcoomasie:
After conviction

Yet he became a
Senator,
2 times Governor and now
pPresident elect.

All after being found guilty and convicted in an imaginary court

Obidients don't fear God at all.

Who else noticed how the recently recruited Obidient mods now ban anyone who speaks against the Pandora yes daddyipob terrorist

toneroforever:
Tinubu's a criminal involved with drug traffickers according to Obi & Atiku. If he thinks otherwise,he should sue them for defamation of character. He avoids that drug issue so much like it scares the life out of him.

Wereh. The drug case has already being filed by different parties as a way to disqualify Tinubu prior to the election process but they all lost scandalously. Tinubu will rule Nigeria in the next 8 years and their is NTN you can do about it other than crying and crying and crying us a polluted ocean

Ibrahimcoomasie:
After conviction

Yet he became a
Senator,
2 times Governor and now
pPresident elect.

All after being found guilty and convicted in an imaginary court

Obidients don't fear God at all.

IPOB Obidient pigs are headless mobs. They'll cry and cry and cry us an ocean for the next 8 years. They are just embittered set of people. Children of hate and perdition

Kriss216:
But, Tinubu surrendered $460,000 to the US government after a Chicago court found the income came from heroin trafficking. Are you saying he didn't forfeit the said amount?

This is directly from FBI. Stop dishing out fake information

Kriss216:
But, Tinubu surrendered $460,000 to the US government after a Chicago court found the income came from heroin trafficking. Are you saying he didn't forfeit the said amount?

Prove this

Kabirudeen25:
You shameless buffoons keep attacking your own people because they refuse to be hateful like you. God forbid

As usual Obidient fans with their toxic approach and bad mannered attitude. Insult and insult is all they know

Kabirudeen25:
You shameless buffoons keep attacking your own people because they refuse to be hateful like you. God forbid

No be Seun Osewa fault. Na the IPOB mods he recent recruited.

Kriss216:
So, Uber facts on Tinubu drug case is what you called unverified post

Oga, Google is your friend. A petition was written to fbi on this particular drug case and fbi said they have no such case in their record. We all know ipob Obidient fans for one thing. Posting of wrong and fake information

Who else noticed anti Tinubu's unverified posts is now making Nairaland front page ever since Seun Oswald changed some of his mod. Could it be that Seun Oswald life is being threatened or he is afraid of losing something we don't know of. Like the Tinubu drug case that the FBI said is false, yet these irritating IPoB mobs kept pushing it as propaganda. Una no dey tire. A lot of you will bite the air come may 29

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NOETHNICITY:
I'm a staunch chelsea fan. I hardly miss a Chelsea match. About 5months ago I bought DStv and subscribed for the compack package for 7900 + other changes making it 8k. And I ve been doing this since Nov.
However, to my disappointment I couldn't watch chelsea's champion league matches against lille. I also discovered that DStv compack package doesn't show other english teams games in the champions league. For instance the compack package didn't show Man City vs Sporting, didn't show Man U vs Atl Madrid and also didn't show liverpool match as well. Immediately I realized it makes no sense to me staying in that package. So I downgraded to DStv yanga.

I bought DStv because I was told that with the compack package I would be able to watch all Chelsea games. But I kind of feel disappointed that after paying 8k I've to still visit the viewing center to watch my match.
Besides I hardly ever have time for TV except when it's match time

Besides I ended up discovering a nice viewing center in area with a very big screen and mature audience.
So good for me

Just wondering if there are others too who feel they aren't getting value for money

Bros. Stop wasting money on DStv. Get a good IPTV on your phone and thank me later all you need is your data. You can even cast it directly to your TV you watch every channels in this world chat me up for more information