Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Nudist Maheeda takes to instagram to share her survival story

She narrated how difficult it was growing up in the streets without parents and relatives, becoming a prostitute in order to survive and how she met her white husband. Read what she wrote after the cut...


Born throw way, had n still have no idea of where or who my relatives are, no education, no talent no one to support, my country needed help talk less of helping someone. I did house girl n bar girl jobs but none could help with my dream n mind set. men? My fellow black when as at that time loved half-caste ladies or educated ladies or ladies from a good family , who dash me any of that qualities? I don't have those qualities. I had no house so I lived in d streets for days until I couldn't take it anymore. was raped, used deceived, n shot with a gun 🙏🏾 a prostitute took me into her shelter n I had a place to sleep but hey I hit d streets with her every night to d club hoping to see a white man to save me since I have been rejected and abandon by almost everyone in my life!!!! See how I became a club girl? That was another experience... let's not forget early pregnancy n d experience of being a single mother in a Lonely world. but thank God I found a white guy that heard my life story and promised to give me hope. he did by the way. since I had a white guy who was helping me with small small money to survive, I had nothing else to do as a job so I choose entertainment, why because I want to be somebody, all my life I have been feeling like a no body, so I thought being famous will make me a somebody! I couldn't sing to safe my life , I remember going to the studio and the producer was like nah mhen!!! Lol but I begged him and tell him my story how bad I want to be a somebody, so he stared teaching me to use my voice until we could manage it... well he said thank God you have learned the act of seduction while In the club, use that he said.... and that was what I have been doing till date ... but when I started so many Nigerians tried to push me down not knowing they were killing my last hope.. I forgive them all because they never knew. I still love them they only made me stronger! Well, story too long, so far so good , I don't only have a roof over my head, I live in a mansion, I can't only eat I feed others , I use to wear one pant for days now I dash girls colorful pants, I walked barefoot, now I give out shoes. thank God for life...HBD to me🙏🏾love y'all

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