Fatty bum bum.
Fat boy.
Fatty.

Those are the words I needed to hear to kill my self-esteem on that particular day.

Infact, my self-esteem died for over 5 years after that same incident and bringing it back up is nothing easy.

I don’t know if you can understand how you will feel…

If you are in the midst of people and your aunt called you Fatty bum bum.

And as if that’s not enough, everybody around burst out laughing.

But that was still not painful until I sighted my one and only crush from afar.

She was laughing.

Like she was choking on her laughter.

I ran inside like something was pursuing me.

And in my mind, they will forget this in 2 to 5 hours.

So I will be able to play with my crush again because I really like the girl.

Unfortunately, the devil already signed a treaty on my matter.

Which made my crush call me Fatty bum bum immediately she saw me the second day.

And truth be told, that was where my crush for her ended.

And that was also where my self-esteem died.

But copywriting brought it back already though.

Even though this is not the main point.

There’s a lesson for you in there and I won’t pick it out.

You know I am that petty.

And back to the main point, …

I never forgot that incident and I never forgive my aunt.

My crush? I threw the feelings inside River like I don’t care.

And what brought about this memory was me reflecting on myself.

You see, there was a time I couldn’t approach a lady talk more ask her out.

There was a time that to even ask for money from my Dad is always a problem.

Even answering present sir for attendance in class is a huge thing.

And while I was getting over this self-esteem shit in the tertiary institution.

I couldn’t wave it off finally.

In fact, I just use big man thingy to carry it.

And the funniest thing is that… 90% of the ladies I had something with all came to meet me themselves.

Because how would I even approach them?

So yesterday when I saw myself playing around in front of a stranger and even unhooking my belt while eating.

I was just making jest of myself.

See, it’s not new at all that I am doing that.

At least, for the past 1 to 2 years now…

I have been crazily better and my self-esteem is at its peak.

People call it proud but I call it self esteem on steroids.

But I want you to observe one thing and this is the fact that things change.

Take note of that again.

• Things change.
• Never static.
• Things change.

So anytime I see someone feeling intimidated…

I will laugh because I understand their pain so much.

Infact, I am always seeing myself in their shoes.

So if by any chance you are in a position you feel it’s very bad now…

Then all you need is simple.

Have a changed mindset.

It will take time though but you need that mindset.

Maybe you are in a very bad position financially or anything in between.

Just have a changed mindset and work towards it.

• Read books
• Read books again
• Then implement what is in the books

And you will be fine.

Moreover, one more thing.

Never ever let what people say to you get to you.

You get that?

Let them talk.

• Some people are dumbass.
• Some are stupid.
• Some are fools.
• Some are even failure

And they will always want to bring you down to their level.

It’s now depending on you to either listen to them or not.

And to the best of my experience, it’s better not to listen to them.

Simple.

Meanwhile, the payment for the email marketing class ended yesterday.

And we will commence this weekend.

If you registered, congratulations.

And if you didn’t register, congratulations too.

To your success,

Dolapo Hamzat.