Nobody is coming to save you.
Growing up, I sold bread at a public bus stop for years and whenever I share that part of my story, people rarely believe me.
Maybe because they only know the version of me they see today.
But those late nights taught me resilience, responsibility, and the importance of taking ownership of my life.
One lesson has stayed with me ever since - No one is coming to rescue you. You have to believe in yourself enough to keep going, even when your circumstances suggest otherwise.
Your starting point doesn’t define your destination.
If una really know where some of us dey come from, the kind load wey we dey carry for head, the responsibilities wey dey our neck and how hard e be to reach this level, una no go just open mouth talk some kind things.
Everything no be for social media. Everything no be couch, TV stand and fine room pictures.
Some of us dey sponsor ourselves, support family, pay school fees, take care of parents, settle bills and still dey try build a better life little by little.
The fact say my room never look the way you want am make e look no mean say I no dey make progress.
The things wey matter to me fit no be the things wey matter to you.
Before you judge person from one picture, remember say you no know the full story.
You no know where the person start from, wetin him don pass through, and the sacrifices wey him don make to get where him dey today.
I no dey compete with anybody. I dey move at my own pace, and I thank God for how far I don come.
One love 💙🙌