The Ugly Truth About Addiction


This young lady’s story is really inspiring to social media addicts or to lady’s who are hungry for social media fame.

Alanna Ketler in November 3, 2015 shared to the whole world this deepest addiction and sacrifice to success story.

Essena O’Neil is a 19-year-old Australian Instagram star and she recently opened up to reveal the truth about her life and the shots that made her famous on social media.

She began her blog and YouTube account when she was in high school, and it wasn’t long before they completely consumed her life. She became a widely known online sensation, garnering over half a million followers on Instagram and over 250,000 YouTube subscribers. “I fell in love with this idea that I could be of value to other people,” she wrote. “Let’s call this my snowballing addiction to be liked by others.” Soon she was getting sponsorship opportunities and was able to support herself entirely through this work. She was also offered to model in L.A.

Many young girls looked up to O’Neil and were even obsessed with her. Little did they know that behind that pretty face was someone miserable and exhausted.

“Yeah 16-year-old Essena would have been like ‘WTF girl you have the dream life,’” she wrote. “So why did I feel so lost, lonely and miserable?”

O’Neil eventually decided she had had enough after realizing she wan’t living an authentic life. She then decided to make a drastic change in her life and announced to her followers that she was quitting social media, and has already begun editing all of the captions on her photos to tell the truth behind the pictures.

“I was addicted to what others thought of me, simply because it was so readily available,” she wrote. “I was severely addicted. I believed how many likes and followers I had correlated to how many people liked me. I didn’t even see it happening, but social media had become my sole identity. I didn’t even know what I was without it.”

Not only has she deleted her Tumblr account, but she plans to stop posting on YouTube as well. She has also deleted over 2,000 pictures from her Instagram account; she says they served no real purpose other than self-promotion. She also went as far as to admit that her “hot body” shots were the results of unhealthy habits…

“A 15 year old girl that calorie restricts and excessively exercises is not goals. Anyone addicted to social media fame like I once was, is not in a conscious state,”

“…Stomach sucked in, strategic pose, pushed up boobs,” O’Neill wrote. “I just want younger girls to know this isn’t candid life, or cool or inspirational. Its contrived perfection made to get attention.”

“Without realizing, I’ve spent majority of my teenage life being addicted to social media, social approval, social status and my physical appearance,” she wrote. “Social media, especially how I used it, isn’t real.”

She also opened up about how she was making money from some of her posts and was completely honest about how there were no actual “candid” photos; they were all staged and photoshopped.

Essena O’Neil Is Being the Change

What this young woman is doing is absolutely incredible. Having the courage to open up and be honest about everything she was doing is an amazing feat in itself. She is now able to be an excellent role model for all of her younger fans and they will know the truth and the true cost of this “success.” Some of her more recent posts are geared toward exposing the lies behind what you see on social media.

O’Neil has also started up a new website called to tell her full story, and is challenging her fans to give up social media for one week. She hopes to encourage others to be present and live life, authentically.

“The more you engage in any type of emotion or behavior, the greater your desire for it will become.

Two Traveling Angels #inspiring #motivation #trials #top trend

Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family.

The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion’s guest room. Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement.
As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it. When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, “Things aren’t always what they seem.”
The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife.
After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night’s rest. When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears. Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field.
The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel, “How could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him.” – she accused. “The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let the cow die.”
“Things aren’t always what they seem.” – the older angel replied.
“When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn’t find it. Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him the cow instead. Things aren’t always what they seem.”
Sometimes that is exactly what happens when things don’t turn out the way they should. If you have faith, you just need to trust that every outcome is always to your advantage. You might not know it until some time later…
Should you find it hard to get to sleep tonight, remember the homeless family who has no bed to lie in.
Should you find yourself stuck in traffic, don’t despair, there are people in this world for whom driving is an unheard-of privilege.
Should you have a bad day at work,
think of the man who has been out of work for many months struggling to feed his family.
Should you notice a new gray hair in the mirror, think of the cancer patient in chemo who wishes she had hair to examine.
Should you find yourself at a loss and pondering what is life all about, asking, “What is my purpose?”, be thankful,
there are those who didn’t live long enough to get the opportunity.

True Story: I Regret My Last Relationship Part 2 #series #continuation

Seeing his wife to be, as the goat being raped, I even thought it will be painful to him. But his reactions was very different to the Fred I used to know. He shouted “you! how did you get here? Now that you know who I am, you have to die” I started shouting Fred please! Fred please! moving close to him on my kneels, then the other guy pushed me back, slapped me again and again, saying who is Fred? I think the goat is a mad one, laughing crazily. He couldn’t get what was happening between us. So callous in mind, Fred said immediately, Go get me my gun! You can never imagine if he has seen me for once. He pretended he does not know me. But instead of the other guy to go and get his gun as instructed, he moved very close to him, whispered something into his ear. All Fred said was “fine!” after that. He left the room with that guy immediately switching off the light, they banged the door.

oh! What a pain! I never knew love can turn to even death not hatred in a moment.

I was left alone! Immediately I remembered “wolves In Sheep Clothing”

That is what my pastor use to call fake brethren. I thought he was a sheep! So Fred is a wolf! Still tied on both hands, with blood on me I knelt down cried unto God, forgive me oh Lord for my carelessness, but save me from these wolves. That was when I understood everything that my pastor use to tell us singles. I realised I was not patient at all. I didn’t allowed God to lead me, but Fred. I regretted all the steps I took.

I was left alone in that dark room for hours I cannot tell. I remembered my phone and my bag that was taken by the guy that raped me. Can I even do anything with my hands tied? I was so hopeless! I imagined if aunty Victoria can know what she put me through. She connected me to this evil man, thinking he would tutor me in the way of God. No one knows my whereabouts. Mother thought I was at Kano, likewise my Aunt. Who can save me now? I was deep in this thought when I heard foot steps again. The first thing that came to my mind was that my prayers has been answered, probably he has changed his mind to kill me. I was wrong, no one came to my door. I started hearing voices, music, sound of people having happy moments. Guessed I have been forgotten. The noise was growing bigger! I guessed it was a party. Suddenly my fear left me. Something just told me that I can excape. I stood up, thank God my blindfold has been removed, I bent to look through the door hole, I didn’t see anything. I bent again, used my chin to press the door handle, Lo and behold it opened. I peeped out, to the right, the corridor led to a big room afar off, supposed to be a sitting room, but it was having no furniture, afar off, I saw people dancing in twos and most of them carrying bottles, I guessed that was beer or hot drinks. Odour of smokings has filled the whole place. To the right of the corridor, the far end led to an opening I saw not well enough. The house was poorly lighted. I summoned courage, like Esther “if I die I die” I tip toe, moving towards the opening, although I didn’t know where the opening led too. I haven’t walked a little distance when a guy half naked, drunk I guessed, came out from another door on the corridor. I almost fainted, but surprisingly, he said “Mary! Mary! I said I’m not drunk, give me more drink now” trying to pull me to himself. Immediately I keyed into the game. I said oh! more drinks for you! Loose my hands! I turned my back on him. Immediately he bent down to loose the rope singing along with the music.. He found it so difficult, he was pulling my hands instead of him loosing the rope. I felt much pains, that was when I knew how drunk he was, but I had to manage. Luckily for me, one hand came out of the rope suddenly. I used the that hand to remove my other hand from the rope. I pulled up my skirt very well, I told the guy” go join them, let me get you more drinks, staggering to the dancing room, he left. I continued towards the opening still tip toeing. When I got there, It only led to another room, lighted though, I busted into tears, I couldn’t cry aloud. I lost hope of escape!

Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves. Matthew:7:15

True Story: I Regretted My Last Relationship Part 1 #Series #Top Trend

I never knew he was not a believer. We prayed together, we church together, we even fasted together. He was everything to me. When I needed money he gave me. I took him to my mum, to my greatest surprise mum loved him. Mum has never liked any of my male friends. She must have excuse for not liking them. One was too short for me, despite he was a good Christian. What an excuse. True! I am a short beautiful girl. But I loved Dave! Dave was too short for mum. A little shorter than me though. But does that really matters? All I cared about was someone that can understand me. When I raise my hand, Dave knows what I wanted. We were the most beautiful couple on campus. We did everything together. But he never touched me for sex. He was a good home trained boy that does not believe in that, naturally.

My growth spiritualy was slow but I was not an unbeliever when I men Fred. I couldn’t pray through, but he convinced me that he heard God spoke to him. He was mentoring me I thought. Put me through in so many spiritual things. He condemned so many things I use to do. I love my trousers, jean most especially. He took them away! Bought me ten beautiful colourful skirts, just in one day. I haven’t left school when I met him. Fred was a civil engineer. I met him at my aunt’s church in porthacourt when I went to see my aunt from school. Fred was a youth leader at my aunt’s church. Oh! I regretted the day I met Fred. I spent two weeks with aunty Vic. It was like a day, just because of Fred. As if my break should not end again. He took my number on that same day aunty Vic introduced me to him. We became friends that same day. Our friendship brought him to University of Ibadan where I was studying then severally. He will always lodge in an hotel when he comes around.

I was serving as a youth Corp when I decided to visit Fred without notice. I travelled down from Kano to porthacourt to see Fred on this fateful day. I got to his house around 9:05. The gate was left unlocked. I peeped and peeped, no sign of the gate man. I wanted to do a surprise visit. I entered the compound without anyone noticing me. Getting to the door, it was locked, but I was hearing sounds from inside. But not of people talking, it was not a sound I was really familiar with either. Not of pain, not of joy, but so weak. I peeped through the window I was hearing the sound from. It was so dark. I turned round the house to the other door, it was wide opened. Right in the kitchen I met a guy in a hot sex with a lady. I ran back. He left the girl, and ran after me. He got me so quickly. Slapped me, asking me who I wanted. I said “please its Fred” He dragged me along, took me inside, open a dark room, threw me on the floor, and said, good we have a new goat now! I tell you, I was breathing as if it was my last breath. He pointed a gun at me, and told me to hold my lips. He opened the wardrobe in the room, brought out rope to tie my hands to the back. He tied my face with a scarf he loosed from his head.

I was lying down almost lifeless for fear, when I noticed a wet hands pull down my skirt. I wanted to shout but I remembered the gun. I started begging him. He slapped me severally and deflowered me. I cried and cried as he was struggling to do this. After this I heard him left the room banging the door behind him.

I was still sobbing like a baby, when I head the voice of Fred coming along the corridor of the room I was put. I heard someone told him, “Scot! we have a new goat, Baba will be glad, I think she missed her road, she was looking for one Fred”

I heard the door opened, and I saw the ray of light through the scarf on my face as they switched on the room’s light. Then Fred said “why the blood” I was bleeding! “Idiot! did you rape the goat?” Fred said. I didn’t know she was a virgin! He replied. “Notwithstanding you have defiled the goat! She must not meat a man for seven days, Please throw her away! She is not useful. We shall use the old goat. She is already here for seven days.” Fred said again. I was shaking where I was lying for the revelation that Fred is a cultist.

By himself he pulled off my blindfold, just to discover his wife to be.

N:B Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father.

The story continues …

Don’t Judge People Before You Truly Know Them

A 24 year old boy seeing out from the train’s window shouted� “Dad, look the trees are going behind!”

Dad smiled and a young couple sitting nearby, looked at the 24 year old’s childish behavior with pity, suddenly he again exclaimed

“Dad, look the clouds are running with us!”

The couple could not resist and said to the old man

“Why don’t you take your son to a good doctor?”

The old man smiled and said�

“I did and we are just coming from the hospital, my son was blind from birth, he just got his eyes today

Smartest Man In The World #inspiration

A doctor, a lawyer, a little boy and a priest were out for a Sunday afternoon flight on a small private plane. Suddenly, the plane developed engine trouble. In spite of the best efforts of the pilot, the plane started to go down. Finally, the pilot grabbed a parachute and yelled to the passengers that they better jump, and he himself bailed out.

Unfortunately, there were only three parachutes remaining.
The doctor grabbed one and said “I’m a doctor, I save lives, so I must live,” and jumped out.
The lawyer then said, “I’m a lawyer and lawyers are the smartest people in the world. I deserve to live.” He also grabbed a parachute and jumped.
The priest looked at the little boy and said, “My son, I’ve lived a long and full life. You are young and have your whole life ahead of you. Take the last parachute and live in peace.”
The little boy handed the parachute back to the priest and said, “Not to worry Father. The smartest man in the world just took off with my back pack.”
Your job doesn’t always define you, but being a Good Human being Does.

The Message That Woke Me Up

Life is easy, change is easy, and everything is easy. If only this was true.

How often have we looked at successful people in almost any walk of life and wished we could have what they have. It seems so easy for them. Well, nothing is as easy as it seems. But, what makes the difference; what has made other people’s success look easy?

A Brick Wall

Not to long ago, I was faced with what appeared to be a brick wall. After leaving a corporate environment for greener pastures, I found that the other side wasn’t any greener, nor did there seem to be any grass at all. No matter what I attempted to do, I was invariably knocked back to square one. So, I started another business venture, again to be knocked back to square one.

I began to doubt my own confidence ; maybe I had made a fatal error. Maybe, I should go back to what I did before. At least, it seemed to be a much more secure and safer environment. As I contemplated my future, I received a message in the mail from a friend of mine who knew how I was struggling. The message read: ” persistence prevails when all else fails.”
I sat there reading that message, once, twice, three times. What did these words mean for me? Were these words just that; words, nothing more? When you’re faced with an uncertain future , when all you try seems to go nowhere, maybe there was more truth to these words than I realized.

Back Up and Re-Load

Maybe, I hadn’t found the right recipe for success. On the other hand, maybe I had given up too soon. Ever heard the expression ‘back up and re-load’. Well, if you haven’t, it meant to me that I should start again but this time internalizing the words “persistence prevails when all else fails”.

To make a long story short, I did persevere ; persistence paid off with a good dose of patience realizing that a new beginning doesn’t emerge to success overnight. After all, in my former corporate career, I had invested years of education and training to become successful. Why should it be any different when I started a new business venture?

A Secret of Success:
Failure is the incapacity to learn from your mistakes . Success is the capacity to learn, to persist, to persevere in order to reach your goal. Life can be filled with failures, but only those who don’t persevere adopt failure as the way it has to be.

Familiar But Often Taken For Granted #inspiration

Are you familiar with what some people call the Seven Wonders of the World? Many of you will be able to rhyme them off, while others will be able to remember only a few.

Among these are the following: Egypt’s Great Pyramids, Taj Mahal, Grand Canyon, Panama Canal, Empire State Building, St. Peter’s Basilica, and the Great Wall of China. Now, other people might also include the Great Barrier Reef and a few others. So, what is the significance of these? Are there more that should be added to the list?

Everyday Wonders

There are a number of wonders that we see everyday but really do not attribute them to be wonders at all. These wonders are only more obvious to those people who may not have them, or only have a few.

Some of us have lost one of these wonders, and some of us have gotten it back. Others once lost, will usually never be obtained again.

One of these wonders is the ability to see. For those of us fortunate enough to see all that lies before us, the morning sun rise, the moon in the night sky, the vibrant colors of many birds, or the sparkle in the eyes of our children, think of those who would happily trade places with you so they could experience this wonder of life.
And, let’s add to this list and include the wonderment of touch, taste, laughter and love . If we were to lose any of these wonders, would we now think differently about the wonders of the world?

What We Take For Granted

Imagine a world where you lost some of all of these abilities. For what we have we are often ungrateful or take for granted. We can also add the wonder of freedom to live in a country and society that has as one of its main tenets freedom of speech, freedom to vote in a democratic process, freedom to practice your religion, or the freedom of movement from area to area.

In the upcoming election in Nigeria, or for that matter, elections in any democracy, the expected voter turn out, given the past several elections, is predicted to be fall well below seventy percent. One has to wonder whether voter apathy is higher among our young people who have never had to experience hardships felt by so many of the older voter. Or, maybe it is simply a matter that they do not feel their voice would make a difference . Are these words of the right to vote taken for granted? Where is the wisdom in failing to exercise a freedom that affects our internal and world relationships?
We do not have to look very hard to see countries in the world where people are speaking with their lives to secure the right to freedom, the right to live in a country where there is no tyrannical leader or dictator.

How Do You Respond

Do you have an appreciation for the wonders in your life. When someone asks you what the wonders of world are, how will you respond?

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The Drunk Driver #truestory #forgiveness

Everyone is sure that the Bible is full of messages about forgiveness, but when it comes down to it, few people can identify exactly what the text actually says about it.

The first thing someone calls out is usually “70 times seven,” a reference to Jesus’ instruction to his disciples that they must forgive without bound. Next, students mention the Lord’s Prayer, citing the verse, “Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.” Often there is a lull at this point, and then someone remembers Jesus’ words from the cross, “Father, forgive them.” With most groups, the discussion falters here.

Let’s read Chris Williams story.

It was a cold night in February 2007 when the car holding Chris Williams and his family was hit by a 17-year-old drunk driver. Immediately, Chris checked on his children in the back seat and quickly realized his 11-year-old son and 9-year-old daughter had died. Then as he watched, his pregnant wife sitting next to him exhaled for the last time. Meanwhile, Williams was in so much pain he could barely move his arm to turn off his car’s engine.

However, before he had even been rescued from his car, Williams told the Deseret News he had this thought:

Whoever has done this to us, I forgive them. I don’t care what the circumstances were; I forgive them.

He proved as good as his word, going on to publicly forgive his family’s killer and developing a relationship with him and his family.

Today, Williams is a motivational speaker, sharing his incredible story of healing and forgiveness and inspiring others to extend mercy and forgiveness as well.

I cried when I read this story. How many of us can be like Williams and follow what the Bible says about forgiveness? It is hard to forgive, bug we should also think about Jesus what he said before He took the final breath.

May the Lord give us the spirit of forgiveness in Jesus name. Amen!!!

This Is A Sad Story But A Lesson To Everyone #story #discussion #action

A sick person in a hospital bed was visited by relatives.

The patient was on an oxygen MACHINE and therefore couldn’t speak.

As they stood beside the bed, the patient took a pen and a piece of paper and wrote a note which he gave to one of the relatives who put it in his shirt pocket without reading and they continued with their conversation.

After a few minutes, the patient died.

The relative later picked the note from his pocket to know what the dead man had written.

And guess what❗

Sadly the note read….

“Please move away from there, you have stepped on the oxygen pipe. I can’t breathe again , you are killing me”.


Do you postpone reading posts❓

Or do you ignore picking calls because you are already close to the caller❓

They might be helpful to you or to somebody particularly at a most critical time.

Please pick your calls, read that note.


What is your take on this, was he killed or it was his time?
How long should we keep ignoring people even those in such condition that can’t communicate?

*Do have a wonderful day head*