They called me the “bád boy of Nollywood,” and I didn’t argue. I wore the glasses, drove the cars, acted the roles—and owned it.
But what people didn’t know was that I had my own silent battles. There was a time I lost everything. I invested in something big, and it cráshed. I was brôke, dépressed, and ângry. The fame was still there, but my bank account was empty.
I flew out of the country just to breathe and think clearly. That trip saved me. I learned that being a man is not about showing off—it’s about bouncing back.
I started from scratch, rebuilt my life, and returned stronger. These days, I still act, but I also build businesses.
The bád boy grew up—and I’m proud of that.
