At the age of 14, I found myself pregnant, a consequence of poor choices and bad company during my secondary school years.
Before this, I was an intelligent and focused student. Everything changed when I followed a friend to visit her boyfriend in Alimosho, Lagos.
There, I met his friend, who expressed interest in me. Initially, I dismissed him and treated him poorly, but eventually, I fell for his charms.
In a misguided attempt to prove my love, I gave myself to him, only to discover weeks later that I was pregnant.
When I informed him, he rejected the pregnancy, leaving me feeling like a black sheep in my family.
My parents were strict, and after finishing secondary school, I felt deep sadness as I watched my classmates excel and gain admission into higher education while I faced humiliation and judgment.
My life took a further turn when my mother passed away, pushing my suffering to new heights. One day, I left home with my child, determined to find work, but opportunities were scarce.
Desperate to provide for my child, I resorted to secretive means of earning money, which led to another unintended pregnancy. This decision caused my father to disown me entirely.
I wandered the streets until I reunited with Titilayo, a childhood friend who had become a successful entrepreneur. She welcomed me into her life, treating me like family and offering me a job in her shop.
With her support, I managed to get back on my feet. After giving birth to my second child, I worked hard and eventually saved enough to rent a two-bedroom flat for myself and my children.
Now, I have a clear vision for my future: I do not wish to get married but instead aspire to be a successful, independent woman, determined to create a better life for myself and my children.