I look around me and see people struggling but still striving for the best. I understand their optimism though because some are naive to the intricacies involved in staying afloat. Some are sound mentally and health wise and as such can aspire for greatness. Some have friends and relatives that can help pick them up when they fall. My case however is hopeless and perpetual. I'll tell you why..........

- one, i'm worthless. Almost everything i use [boxers, soap, tissue, paste, food etc] is provided by my mum. I have three bank accounts with a maximum of 1050 naira. To think i'm more than 25 years yet can't stay on my own. I can't do strenuous jobs because i'm not physically fit. I don't have a girlfriend because i can't afford one. A young guy in my area who just came back from Canada married on Saturday. He used the hall at Golden Tulip worth 1.2 million naira! I can't even boast of someone i can beg to borrow me 5k. Life! i've got fees to pay, bills to pay, medications to get and so on. Not even my 1 year salary [from teaching] can get me the things i need.

- My dreams are extinguishing before my eyes. Back in secondary school, some called me Soyinka due to my command of English. My proficiency in learning continued when i got into Uniben. I was diligent and studious. My course mate gave me the name 'orator' due to my articulate way of giving presentations. I made distinctions in some subjects that were abstruse. This was to the amazement of my peers. Hmm... Paying fees later became a stumbling block. I managed to manoeuvre my way till i rounded off. As fate would have it, my name was screened out of successful graduates by the CRPU unit of the school. I was flabbergasted. Just when i planned remeding the situation, ill health struck. About 3 years fees have accumulated. I'm not even thinking of my dream of being an Ambassador again because i have a chronic ailment to attend to. But i won't lie, i die a thousand times inside when i see my contemporaries flaunting their success on social media.

Really touching..Ah feel ur pain bro
The country ain't helping either..talking about the Canada guy..if person won reason that one na die o..illiterates are here in lekki driving Camaro with little or no source of income at all wah do u think we do then
Work Work and more Work with GRACE will see you through
Remember Opportunities don't just come knocking on ur door..you create dem and knock on it yourself

Peace

... do not lose hope bro.. your helper is closer than you think. i wish u well bro.

would u mind a video chat?

I want to believe these stories but when I see your moniker I think it’s just trolling.

Anyways if you are going through hell, keep going.

Some are in worse situations.

God dee

milemimi93:
would u mind a video chat?

Long lost, how body and soul?

.

- i'm in pains. If you see the way i am, you will thank God for your life. Hunger is bad, true but sickness is way 'badder.' My mum used to tell me ''you have only one life. Be careful how you live your life.'' Now i'm seeing the repercurssions. Will i make it out alive? Only time will tell. I isolate myself most times thinking of the little nostalgic times of the past. Nothing can please me. Not even rice and chicken or sex. I easily pick offense when i'm talked to. My mum thinks it's a bad habit i learnt from school. She doesn't believe my condition is that bad. I won't blame her though. She has a lot on her head. This strange sickness is killing my youth. Even though i don't want to die, it's out of my hands. Papa uche died 2 days ago. We count scores of death in my hood. All i do now is wake, eat, do little work at the office [thank God my employer is someone close] then retire home to sleep. A nairalander touched by my story once offered to get me a good job in Lagos. Sadly, i rejected the offer. I don't think i can survive the bustle there. I can't leave the watchful eye/care of mama. She practically baby sits me. Hmm......melancholic

NwanyiAwkaetiti:
Long lost, how body and soul?

I'm fine. How are thou? U don't reply mails again. Are u backfornow?

@milimimi93

No. 2 different people.
I only have one moniker currently.

There is still hope for u,defeat x a tin of d mind,if u believe its over for u,then i guess it really is,make d most out of dt which is tryna bring u down,until it elevates u,never give up on life ..

Before range rover,bugatti,bently,lambougini,ferrari and all the luxury cars...there was volke wagen,peugeot 505,504,mecedez190,cresedar etc....my brother,wait for ur time...stop setting ur clock with the time of others...may God take you from the valley,to the mountain.

milemimi93:
I'm fine. How are thou? U don't reply mails again. Are u backfornow?

Backfornow? Why think that?

NwanyiAwkaetiti:
Backfo.rnow? Why think that?

Sorry. I tot u were d owner of dat moniker.

Backfornow:
@milimimi93
No. 2 different people. I only have one moniker currently.

really sorry.

Ifeconwaba:
God dee

k bro. Still counting on him

LivingDead:
- i'm in pains. If you see the way i am, you will thank God for your life. Hunger is bad, true but sickness is way 'badder.' My mum used to tell me ''you have only one life. Be careful how you live your life.'' Now i'm seeing the repercurssions. Will i make it out alive? Only time will tell. I isolate myself most times thinking of the little nostalgic times of the past. Nothing can please me. Not even rice and chicken or sex. I easily pick offense when i'm talked to. My mum thinks it's a bad habit i learnt from school. She doesn't believe my condition is that bad. I won't blame her though. She has a lot on her head. This strange sickness is killing my youth. Even though i don't want to die, it's out of my hands. Papa uche died 2 days ago. We count scores of death in my hood. All i do now is wake, eat, do little work at the office [thank God my employer is someone close] then retire home to sleep. A nairalander touched by my story once offered to get me a good job in Lagos. Sadly, i rejected the offer. I don't think i can survive the bustle there. I can't leave the watchful eye/care of mama. She practically baby sits me. Hmm......melancholic

Do you believe in the bible? An average Successful man has gone tru horrible times, but if he endures he'll come out a victor, read inspirational write-ups especially the bible, talk to trusted and mature minded people, feel free to cry to express your anguish, pray when you're down, bro i will tell you this, if you do all or more than this but fail to wear a positive disposition, you'll be chasing after the wind, be strong and live strong. Many persons like the white guy without limbs are libing a fulfilled life, in summary, your happiness depends on you and your mind set alone. Be strong for yourself.

LivingDead:
- My dreams are extinguishing before my eyes. Back in secondary school, some called me Soyinka due to my command of English. My proficiency in learning continued when i got into Uniben. I was diligent and studious. My course mate gave me the name 'orator' due to my articulate way of giving presentations. I made distinctions in some subjects that were abstruse. This was to the amazement of my peers. Hmm... Paying fees later became a stumbling block. I managed to manoeuvre my way till i rounded off. As fate would have it, my name was screened out of successful graduates by the CRPU unit of the school. I was flabbergasted. Just when i planned remeding the situation, ill health struck. About 3 years fees have accumulated. I'm not even thinking of my dream of being an Ambassador again because i have a chronic ailment to attend to. But i won't lie, i die a thousand times inside when i see my contemporaries flaunting their success on social media.

serve GOD, he nvr fails

nepapole:
... do not lose hope bro.. your helper is closer than you think. i wish u well bro.

helper! In this naija where even blood deny blood. All the same, thanks for your words of comfort

milemimi93:
really sorry.

Its fine.

milemimi93:
would u mind a video chat?

k. Sent a pm

Goddyss:
This reminds me when I was on campus in VI, I was so broke that I hadn't eaten all day just to see a teen pulled over his latest porsche with so much swag to pick his gf on campus.

Tears gushed down my eyes that I started rethinking my entire life at 26. Fortunately, the thought took away the hunger from me that I started dreaming of going Gee boys until I realize all that glitter is not gold.

Bro,live your life and die peacefully when death comes. Although we are all living, we are all awaiting dead.Thereby making all of us a livingdead.

Embrace your path cuz some of us are going deeper sh1t than you yet smiling

hmm... You have a point. A lot of us are in a mess. If not that i like pulging myself of emotions, it's pointless as people hardly care

Goddyss:
This reminds me when I was on campus in VI, I was so broke that I hadn't eaten all day just to see a teen pulled over his latest porsche with so much swag to pick his gf on campus.

Tears gushed down my eyes that I started rethinking my entire life at 26. Fortunately, the thought took away the hunger from me that I started dreaming of going Gee boys until I realize all that glitter is not gold.

Bro,live your life and die peacefully when death comes. Although we are all living, we are all awaiting dead.Thereby making all of us a livingdead.

Embrace your path cuz some of us are going deeper sh1t than you yet smiling

Are you into Gee?

SufferPikinHead:

Are you into Gee?

It seems you don't really understand English cuz if you do,you wouldn't have asked that

Goddyss:


It seems you don't really understand English cuz if you do,you wouldn't have asked that

No Vex

Nasri100:
I want to believe these stories but when I see your moniker I think it’s just trolling.

Anyways if you are going through hell, keep going.

Some are in worse situations.

the nomenclature of my moniker reflects the status quo

KingsCare:
serve GOD, he nvr fails

hmmm

All will be well op