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(Part 2/2) I gained admission into Lagos State University (LASU) part-time after years of trying to get into university. By the time I got to my 2nd year, my dad’s life took a bad turn and his finances dwindled. He refused to pay my school fees. He came back to Nigeria not knowing he wouldn’t be able to go back to London. He started selling all that he had. I sold used clothes, underwear (okirika) and recharge cards to make ends meet. I had options of looking for an Aristo when it was difficult to pay my school fees but I made up my mind not to.
In February 2010, my father died after a brief illness. My younger sister was brought back from the UK. I was left with my siblings with no hope. People couldn’t understand how we survived because we had lost everything. By this time, I was born again, so I just handed over my life and my siblings to God. My siblings and I had to live with different people because we didn’t have a good house to live in. In my 3rd year of university, I started photography, got a place to intern and that was the beginning of my photography journey. I stopped masturbating, but I started having the urges over and over, again. I sought therapy and it was discovered that I never healed from all I bottled in. I’ve started therapy and I’m also willing to go for more therapy with my spouse before I get married.
I run an enterprise of my own and I have empowered about 500 Nigerians with the skills God has blessed me with. I believe God is real because despite everything that happened to me, I’m still here.
In February 2010, my father died after a brief illness. My younger sister was brought back from the UK. I was left with my siblings with no hope. People couldn’t understand how we survived because we had lost everything. By this time, I was born again, so I just handed over my life and my siblings to God. My siblings and I had to live with different people because we didn’t have a good house to live in. In my 3rd year of university, I started photography, got a place to intern and that was the beginning of my photography journey. I stopped masturbating, but I started having the urges over and over, again. I sought therapy and it was discovered that I never healed from all I bottled in. I’ve started therapy and I’m also willing to go for more therapy with my spouse before I get married.
I run an enterprise of my own and I have empowered about 500 Nigerians with the skills God has blessed me with. I believe God is real because despite everything that happened to me, I’m still here.