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By SegunO | March 14, 2025 | 18 min read
If you have ever walked into a room and immediately felt like you did not belong — read every word on this page.
If you have ever sat in a gathering, surrounded by people, and still felt completely invisible — this is for you.
If you have ever gone quiet the moment someone more confident walked in. If you have swallowed your opinion. If you have laughed at jokes that hurt you, just so nobody would think you were difficult — then stop what you are doing and read this carefully.
You have been rejected before.
Maybe by a group. Maybe by a friend who slowly stopped calling. Maybe by a workplace that passed you over again and again. Maybe by a family that never quite made space for who you really are.
And the worst part? You started believing they were right.
If so many people see nothing valuable in me, maybe there is nothing valuable in me.
So you made yourself smaller. You showed up less. You stopped sharing ideas at meetings. You declined invitations. You told yourself you were an introvert — when the truth was, you were just afraid.
You tried the motivational videos. You watched the YouTube channels. You read the self-help books. Maybe you even tried journaling. For a few days, you felt something shift. Then life happened again, and the old feeling came creeping back — that hollow, familiar sense that you are somehow not enough for the rooms you enter.
The problem was not information. You already knew you should "love yourself" and "think positively" and "fake it till you make it." You had heard all of it.
But knowledge alone does not fix a wound that goes this deep.
Because the real pain of social rejection is not just the embarrassment of a single moment. It is what years of it does to the way you see yourself. It rewires you. It becomes your default. You stop reaching for things you deserve because some part of you has decided — quietly, cruelly — that you will only be rejected again.
That is what nobody talks about.
That is what I lived with for years. Until one afternoon changed everything.
"I know. Because I carried it too."
My name is SegunO.
I am not a psychologist. Not a life coach. Not a motivational speaker with a TED Talk and a perfect LinkedIn profile.
I am just a person who spent close to seven years inside this problem — and finally found a way out.
I grew up in Lagos. Middle child. The kind of kid who was always on the edge of every circle — present, but never quite included. I told myself I was just quiet. That I preferred to observe. That not everyone needed to be the loudest person in the room.
But inside? I was desperate to belong. Desperately, painfully desperate.
By the time I was in my mid-twenties, the pattern had followed me everywhere. Into university, where I watched friendships form around me like I was made of glass — people could see through me, but nobody stopped to look. Into my first job, where my ideas got ignored until a more confident colleague said the same thing and received applause. Into relationships that left me feeling like I was always the one trying harder.
I spent money. Not a small amount. I bought courses — three different ones. I paid for a group coaching programme that cost me ₦45,000. I joined networking events and stood at the edge with a name tag and a glass of water, praying someone would come to me so I would not have to walk to them. I bought books. I built vision boards. I wrote affirmations in a journal every morning until my hand ached.
Nothing changed where it mattered most — inside a room, in real time, in front of real people.
The doctors — I mean the coaches and facilitators — never asked the real question. They all told me what to do. Speak up. Make eye contact. Smile more. Project your voice. Stand like this. Breathe like that.
Nobody ever asked why the fear kept coming back. Nobody ever addressed the root.
The worst of it? The part I never told anyone?
It was costing me my future. I watched promotions go to people I trained. I watched my peers build networks while I stood on the outside, nodding politely. I had begun to accept that this was just who I was. That some people were built for rooms — and I was built to watch those people from a distance.
That was the story I was living. Until the day I met Baba Kehinde.
In Yoruba tradition, when an elder turns eighty, it is not simply a birthday. It is a homecoming. An entire lineage gathers — children, grandchildren, in-laws, old friends, business partners. There is drumming and there is food and there is laughter that fills the compound from one end to the other.
My uncle's father-in-law was turning eighty that November. The celebration was held in Abeokuta, at the family compound in Oke-Itoku. About two hundred and fifty people. Extended family I had not seen in years. And a week before the event, I had already been sick with anxiety about it.
I almost did not go. I invented four different excuses. Work. A headache. A commitment I could not cancel. But my mother, who has a way of seeing through every wall I build, simply said — "Segun. You are going." So I went.
I spent the first hour standing near the food tables. Smiling at people when they looked my way. Laughing at the right moments. Doing what I always did — performing presence while feeling completely absent.
And then I saw him watching me.
Baba Kehinde. Eighty-three years old. Retired schoolteacher from Ibadan. He had a walking stick he did not actually need — he just liked the authority of it, I later learned. He had been seated in the corner of the compound, under the shade of a mango tree, watching the whole gathering with the calm eyes of someone who had seen everything twice.
He was watching me specifically. Not unkindly. But with recognition — the way someone looks at a problem they have solved before.
I saw him see me. And the shame hit me so hard I had to look away.
I have never felt more exposed in my life.
Two hours later, during the quiet after the main meal, he appeared beside me. Quietly. As if he had always been standing there.
"Come. Walk with me small."
We walked to the edge of the compound, away from the crowd. He did not hurry. He did not make small talk. He simply walked, and I walked beside him, wondering what I had done wrong.
Then he stopped. And he looked at me. And he said the five words I had needed to hear for seven years:
"You are not broken, my son."
Something cracked open in my chest. Not dramatically. Not the way it happens in films. Just — a slow, quiet collapse of something I had been holding rigid for a very long time.
I did not cry then. But I wanted to.
He let the silence sit between us for a moment. Then he began to speak.
I stared at him.
He continued, slowly, the way a man speaks when he has time and knows it.
Your brain has a natural confidence baseline. When that baseline is disrupted — by rejection, by years of being overlooked, by one too many moments of public shame — your nervous system adapts. It learns the fear as its new normal.
So every technique you try — speaking louder, making eye contact, reciting affirmations — lands on top of an unchanged foundation. The ground is still broken. The building keeps falling.
This is why the result never lasts. Not because you are weak. Not because the method did not work. Because the environment — the internal environment — was never actually fixed.
Everything grows back from the same broken ground.
I sat with that for a long time.
It took one man, under a mango tree in Abeokuta, to say what every ₦45,000 course had missed.
All those years. All that money. All those journal pages. And the answer was never about doing more. It was about resetting what was already there — the foundational belief system that every action was growing from.
He described the method to me simply. There is nothing dramatic about it. No cold showers. No power poses in the mirror. No forcing yourself into rooms that terrify you before you are ready. It is quiet work. Internal work. It takes less than ten minutes a day. It can be done anywhere — on a danfo bus, in a bathroom before a meeting, in your bed at night.
It works because it addresses the actual root.
I started the method the morning after I returned to Lagos. I followed it exactly as Baba Kehinde had described. Nothing happened. I felt the same. I went to work. I avoided three conversations I could have had. I came home. I did the evening portion of the method. I slept.
Still nothing. The voice in my head — the one that says you are wasting your time, this is another thing that will not work — was loud. I almost stopped. I remembered Baba Kehinde's face. I kept going.
I noticed I was sleeping better. That was all. Nothing dramatic. But I had not slept without waking at 3am with some unnamed anxiety in months. That itself was something.
My colleague Tunde said something mildly dismissive to me in a meeting. The kind of remark that would normally send me spiralling for the rest of the day.
I noticed it. I felt the familiar sting. And then — slowly — it passed.
Not because I forced it to. Not because I told myself to "let it go." It simply passed on its own. Like a cloud moving across the sky.
I sat with that for a moment. Something was different. It was subtle. Like a stone that had been pressing against something in my chest had shifted slightly. Not gone. But lighter.
By Day 7, I spoke first in a meeting. Unprompted. Without rehearsing it three times in my head before I opened my mouth. I just said the thing. And people responded. And that was it.
By Day 8, something happened that still gets me when I think about it.
I forgot to check.
For seven years — seven years — I had spent the first ten minutes of every morning mentally scanning the day ahead for any social situation that might be difficult. Who would be there. What might be said. How I would handle it. It was automatic. I did not even realise I was doing it until the day I stopped.
Day 8, I woke up and made tea and checked my phone and thought about lunch and realised — an hour later — that I had not done the scan.
"I forgot to be afraid. And forgetting — that was the proof."
But the real test was still ahead of me.
There is a dinner I go to every month. A small gathering of people from my industry. I used to dread it. I used to sit in my car outside for ten minutes before going in. I would identify the two people I felt most comfortable with and spend the entire evening orbiting them.
Day 14 was the night of that dinner.
I parked the car. I sat for a moment — not from anxiety. Just habit. Then I noticed I was not dreading it.
I walked in. I greeted people I had never spoken to before. I sat at a table where I knew nobody. I had three conversations that I started. Real ones. Not the polite five-minute exchanges I used to escape into — actual conversations, where I said what I thought, and asked what I was curious about, and laughed without calculating how it would sound.
On the way home, a man who organises the dinners — someone I had noticed for two years without ever properly speaking to — stopped me at the door. He said: "You know, I have seen you at these things before, but tonight was different. Tonight you were really here."
I sat in my car and cried. Not from sadness.
From relief. From the terrifying, beautiful, disorienting reality that something had actually changed.
"For the first time in years, I was present. Not performing. Not bracing. Just — there."
I told one person. My friend Adaeze, who had watched me disappear from every gathering over the years and never stopped inviting me anyway.
She had the same problem. She did not call it by that name — she called it "being too much in my head." But it was the same thing. Years of quiet rejection that had taught her to make herself smaller than she was.
I shared what Baba Kehinde had taught me. She tried it. Three weeks later she called me, almost whispering, to tell me she had spoken at a community event. In front of forty people. And she had not passed out.
From there, it spread the way real things spread — woman to woman, man to man, voice note to voice note. People who had been silently carrying this for years. People who had tried everything. People who were not broken — just standing on broken ground.
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Enugu, Enugu State
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Port Harcourt, Rivers State
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Kaduna, Kaduna State
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Taiwo Adeyemi, 27
Ibadan, Oyo State
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Ngozi Eze, 33
Abuja, FCT
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Abiodun Omotosho, 41
Lagos, Lagos State
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Same method. Same foundation. Same results.
I went back to Abeokuta in February. Not for a celebration this time — just to visit. I told Baba Kehinde what had happened. What I had shared. How many people had quietly reached out to say something had shifted for them.
He laughed. Not a small polite laugh. A real one — the kind that involves his whole chest.
I asked him if he would mind if I wrote it all down. Properly. So that it could reach people who would never find themselves under a mango tree in Oke-Itoku at the right moment in their lives.
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Comments (214)
This article hit me somewhere I didn't know I was carrying pain. The part about "hiding before anyone can reject you" — that is me. That has been me for so long I thought it was just my personality. Just ordered. God bless you Segun.
Like (47)As a man reading this I will be honest — we don't talk about social rejection the way women do. But it is real. It affects us too. Found this through a WhatsApp group and I've already shared it to four other men quietly. Day 8 for me and I feel something shifting. Can't fully explain it yet.
Like (62)I bought this last week and I am already on Day 10. The Story Rewrite exercise actually made me write for an hour. Things I haven't thought about in years. But after writing them I felt lighter. Like they had weight before and now they don't. Whatever this is, it is working.
Like (83)I want to say something to anyone who is reading the comments before deciding. I have bought 3 confidence-related products online. Two were complete rubbish. One was okay but faded. This one is different because it explains WHY the others didn't last. That explanation alone was worth the ₦5,000. Everything else was extra.
Like (101)The bonuses alone are worth the price. The affirmations book in particular — I have it open on my phone and I go back to it every time I have a difficult social situation coming up. Simple but it settles something in me before I walk in the room.
Like (55)Read this whole article from beginning to end without stopping. That never happens. Then I cried for about ten minutes because the description of standing at the edge of every gathering — that is my whole social life. I ordered immediately. Still early days for me but just knowing there is actually a method, not just advice — that already feels different.
Like (78)Finished the full 30 days. I want to leave a proper testimony here. Before: avoided every gathering, cancelled plans at the last minute, could not make eye contact with strangers. After: I attended my office end-of-year party and actually enjoyed myself. I know how small that sounds. It is the biggest thing that has happened to me this year.
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