His Story, XI

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The project aims at looking beyond the smiles of the next person, to see what’s really beneath, what’s really going on? How people really need help and won’t bother saying anything about it but would rather cover it up with a façade of strength, with a smile.
It’s time to look beneath the smile and lend a helping hand. People are going through real things, these are their stories.

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Today’s story was sent in by one of our readers, who has asked to stay Anonymous.

This is his story.

Please Read.

The ‘Beneath the Smile’ Project.

behind the smile


Well, how can I put this?

I’m not the average boy (I guess…)
Born into a family of six (5 girls & me), life wasn’t the greatest as a child, my parents made everything hard for us (thank God for them though)… Growing up was also a f**king challenge, I had no one to look up to.

Basically, I taught myself everything I know today.

Did I mention that I was alienated in my own family? My folks & siblings made me question my own sanity, just because I wasn’t the “best in school”.

My teenage years did not experience any difference, It was worse. The loneliness began to consume me gradually. I had numerous chances to date girls back in secondary school, but I decided not to because of the love I had for this one girl.

Well, after giving me false hope for 3 years, I learnt about the dreadful Friend Zone…That was it.

That experience basically messed with my mindset, and ever since then, my life has been thrown in different directions. To put icing on the cake, I was expelled from the university.

Nowadays, I don’t have friends, I’m very lonely, the scary part is that it doesn’t bother me. I don’t care about much anymore.

I’ve been searching for Love, it doesn’t exist in my life. The only thing that seems to matter now is God & Music.

I’m not the typical person.

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Don’t just read, say a prayer.


N.B. The project goes on with Tomorrow’s  ’His Story, XII’ by @ekeleAbel

You can still send in your own true stories to obafuntay@gmail.com

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4 thoughts on “His Story, XI

  1. I know u have been through a lot, but its time to pick urself up, take it one step @ a time and am sure God will see u through. You have my prayers.

  2. Hi,
    I read your story and I think you are not far from where you want to be. First of all, you said you care about God, God cares about you much more. Focus on God and know Him personally and you will find the love that fills the vacuum in your heart.

  3. If you’re going to tell ‘your story’ you might as well actually tell it. This was vague and actually told nothing. What did you do to get expelled? What ‘directions’ did your life go in when said girl rejected you.

    I’m sorry but if you can’t be honest when you’re totally anonymous then you won’t find that release you seek from having your ‘story’ out there.

    Its okay to not be ready to talk about it, whatever it is that bears heavily on you. I understand that you see all these people sharing and getting acceptance and you cave the feeling, or you even feel a kind of peer pressure; But if you do it half way you won’t find release.

    So consider this a mistry and take your time and try again when you’re truly ready to tell your story.

    And when you’re ready, tell it, all of it, every single detail with complete honesty first of all to yourself and secondly the people you hope will read it. That’s all that is required, honesty and clarit
    y and a refusal to lie to yourself or hide things anymore.

    Then, just maybe you will find release and acceptance and everything you hope for.

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