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Untold Touching Story About Popular Nigerian Blogger linda Ikeji - Ayomiteblog

According to a source online, The popular Nigerian female blogger unveils her untold touching story to the world,the bitter truth before her breakthrough to stardom.
Grab some coffee, relax and read below;

"I started struggling since I was 17 to support
my family. I said the day I sell my body to a man
for money, may God strike me dead. I was
determined to make it on my own, never let any
man take my dignity.
It was early 2000, I was 19 years old, in my
second year at the University of Lagos. I’d been
a model for about a year and a half then.
Modeling back then didn’t pay a lot. Sometimes
you eat, sometimes you can’t find food.
Sometimes you had money, sometimes you will
have to beg for it. I’m not from a rich home. I
started struggling since I was 17 to support my
family.
Linda Ikeji
So I kinda hard a tough life growing up but I
kept working, doing all sorts of modeling jobs,
ushering, fashion shows, and at one point I sold
beer at a hotel. I’d leave lectures, go to a hotel
and sell beer from 1pm till 10pm. I did this for a
few months. It wasn’t easy but I had to survive.
One of the things I said to myself back then
was, the day I sell my body to a man for money,
may God strike me dead. I was determined to
make it on my own, never let any man take my
dignity.
In those days, most young girls had an “aristo” I
was never one of those girls. I would rather
starve or beg for food than give my body to a
man for money.
So back to my story. It was early 2000, I hadn’t
done any modeling jobs in a bit. I didn’t have
any money in school, hadn’t ate a proper meal
in days, there was no money at home… My
sister called and asked if I could send money
home…didn’t have any. I wondered what to do…
then I thought of this ” aristo” who had been
chasing me for months now…old man…
married.. .rich…in his fifties.
I said to myself, why don’t you call him and beg
him for money. Tell a lie, say you need it to go
to the hospital ‘cos you’re sick or something
that desperate. Which was what I did. What he
said to me was ‘you know I like you. I don’t
know why you’re behaving like a child. You need
someone to take care of you blah blah blah’.
Eventually he said I should meet him at a hotel. I
will never forget that hotel…Ambassadors hotel
in Ikoyi. I was apprehensive about going but I
was desperate…I said to myself what’s the
worse that can happen? It’s not like he will rape
you and there was no way in hell I would sleep
with him, so I figured even if he didn’t give me
the money I asked for, at least he would give
me money for transport fare to go back home…
that transport fare was what I was looking
forward to honestly. I didn’t have a dime on me,
in fact I borrowed small money from a friend to
go to the hotel.
So when I got there, he bought me hotel food
(my first real meal in days…:-)) and after I was
done eating, he made his move. I shoved him
off. He kept trying and I kept pushing him away
and after a while he got angry and said
something like, why did you come here then?
Are you a child? He was angry that I made him
pay for a hotel room, spent money on food etc
and not give him what he wanted. So he got up
to leave…and I told him I didn’t have any money
to go back to school. If looks could kill, I would
have died in that moment he turned to look at
me. He left the hotel room, and I followed him. I
kept begging and trying to explain to him that I
didn’t have transport to go back, he didn’t say a
word to me as he entered his vehicle and drove
off.

I stood in front of the hotel wondering how I
was going to get back to school. All I had on
me was N15. N15 wasn’t going to take me
from Ikoyi to Akoka. In my plans, I never
imagined that I wasn’t going to at least get a
few thousands from him. I’d seen this guy
before…he was a friend’s boss. He owned a
media business back then and every time I went
to see this friend, this man would call me into
his office…tell me how pretty I am, how much
he likes me and how well he can take care of
me.
And he always gave me 5k whenever I was
ready to leave his office. But this time I was the
one who called him…so he must have figured I
was ready to give in. We both misunderstood
each other, I guess…:-)
Anyway, after standing in front of the hotel for a
few minutes, I went back in and saw a young
man at the front desk. I explained my situation
to him…he was kind enough to give me N100
and that was the money that took me half way
home. By the time I got to Yaba, I’d run out of
cash, so I trekked from Yaba bus stop to
UNILAG Akoka. I remember saying to myself
while I was trekking with tears in my eyes, that
one day I’m going to make something of
myself…every money I make in this world would
be my own hard earned money…I don’t care
how bad it gets, no man is ever going to take
away my self respect…that’ s all I have!
And that’s the way I lived. Determined to make
it in life. On my own terms. As my own woman.
I kept struggling and struggling until God finally
blessed me.
Now I have more money than I even know what
to do with it. I make millions of Naira from what
I love doing…blogging. The best part of all this
is that I would blog for free. Now I don’t chase
money anymore…it chases me. It’s not even
just about the money, it’s the great friends I’ve
met via this blog, the wonderful people I
interact with here, the freebies I get. How much
of a big deal I am to some people"

Meanwhile Linda ikeji is now one of the richest and most successful blogger today.
Untold Touching Story About Popular Nigerian Blogger linda Ikeji - Ayomiteblog Untold Touching Story About Popular Nigerian Blogger linda Ikeji - Ayomiteblog Reviewed by Ojo Ayomiotan Daniel,Tech savvy, c.e.o of Ayomiteblog media on May 08, 2019 Rating: 5

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