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

Hello.

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.

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

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