I accepted this fact long time ago that Nobody is actually coming to save/help or favour me.
Whatever connections I make now, comes from a point of interest and service. They only come around when I offer them their desired services and beneficial interests.
Life is Brutal.
I just remembered that some of us were punished while growing up for speaking Igbo language in an all Igbo school located in Igbo land. They said we were speaking vernacular. Arịrị 😩🤦🏾♂️
I have said this countless times; The worst people are not those that support APC political party or one Nigerian shit but the Igbo idiots that supports and push for “One Nigeria”.
These set of Igbo people are not just useless but excellently trained animals.
Zoo indeed.
I don’t know but these shits doesn’t motivate me.
You would understand how useless life actually is, that not everyone is gonna get it right.
I rather keep it going and keep trusting the process while understanding how useless life is.
Life is a bitch.
When you see me over there (at the TOP), don’t come and start screaming and shouting grace or luck.
Every shit I got, I struggled so hard for it.
I did it without connections, no support, family aren’t wealthy.
I would hate you for life when you mention grace close to me.
When you see me talk and smile, don’t think everything is alright. Bro, I’m dead inside.
My health, my emotions, my finance, my beliefs; everything is falling at the same time.
To a mad man.
Just that I didn’t walk around naked. You’ll would have noticed.
I maintained to keep my shit to myself than to go around asking people for help cause no one would still help. Yeah, I don’t blame anyone.
People shouldn’t care, cause I won’t either.
I never believed in luck, only gambling made me believe 1% in luck.
All my life, I have worked and struggled tirelessly to get to this stage in life.
Every fucking dime I made, I struggled so hard for it. Disappointment became a norm. Frustrations and depression turned me to