Earlier today, news broke out that popular Ile Ijo singer May D whose real name is Mayokun Awodumila beats up his baby mama Debola.
Debola
who is the mother of May D’s 2-year-old son Olamipoju sent to LIB a
tell-all email about the domestic violence she suffered by the hand of
May D.
who is the mother of May D’s 2-year-old son Olamipoju sent to LIB a
tell-all email about the domestic violence she suffered by the hand of
May D.
Read it here:
“My
name is Debola I’m sure you know who I am, you put me on ur blog about
3yrs ago, for tattooing a Nigerian artist name on my body, I’m MayD’s
baby Mama… I haven’t come here to rant or make noise, but to say some
important things that I feel people should know. I will try to make my
story as short as possible.
name is Debola I’m sure you know who I am, you put me on ur blog about
3yrs ago, for tattooing a Nigerian artist name on my body, I’m MayD’s
baby Mama… I haven’t come here to rant or make noise, but to say some
important things that I feel people should know. I will try to make my
story as short as possible.
I was with
MayD for 8years, which implies we were together from the get-go, before
his career began and when nobody knew him obviously. For many years I
stayed with him, obviously as his girlfriend, I supported him,
financially, physically and emotionally. Back then when I was in Babcock
we passed through loads of hurdles together being that he was
struggling and incapable of providing for himself and I was obliged to
supporting him financially. Even when it was extreme, like giving him a
semester’s tuition to pay for studio sessions while I stupidly stayed at
home, the things we do for love right?I practically paused my life for
him, for us at a point. The sad part about this whole thing is that I
never got tired I did everything that was within my reach. He stopped to
cater for his kid a while ago, which I took responsibilities for and
started to do diligently..
MayD for 8years, which implies we were together from the get-go, before
his career began and when nobody knew him obviously. For many years I
stayed with him, obviously as his girlfriend, I supported him,
financially, physically and emotionally. Back then when I was in Babcock
we passed through loads of hurdles together being that he was
struggling and incapable of providing for himself and I was obliged to
supporting him financially. Even when it was extreme, like giving him a
semester’s tuition to pay for studio sessions while I stupidly stayed at
home, the things we do for love right?I practically paused my life for
him, for us at a point. The sad part about this whole thing is that I
never got tired I did everything that was within my reach. He stopped to
cater for his kid a while ago, which I took responsibilities for and
started to do diligently..
Now, like most
relationships we had major problems which included the frequent
cheating and escapades with girls which I obviously endured as I was
consumed by the “main chick” title. Not that I was even getting any good
thing in return, he never for one day acknowledge me, or made me feel
like we were in a relationship together. I had no simple freedom to do
whatsoever on my own, be it business, friendship etc.
relationships we had major problems which included the frequent
cheating and escapades with girls which I obviously endured as I was
consumed by the “main chick” title. Not that I was even getting any good
thing in return, he never for one day acknowledge me, or made me feel
like we were in a relationship together. I had no simple freedom to do
whatsoever on my own, be it business, friendship etc.
The
thing I couldn’t cope with was the fact that he beat me up at every
slightest opportunity he had, he beats me up like a man, he beat me up
so badly infront of our little boy all the time. He assaulted me
regularly, I suffered domestic violence in silence, and this last time
he beat me up so badly and I passed out.. I saw my life flash right
infront of me. I witnessed been close to death, I prayed to survive each
time he pounced on me, damaging several properties nd breaking diff
stuff on my head.
thing I couldn’t cope with was the fact that he beat me up at every
slightest opportunity he had, he beats me up like a man, he beat me up
so badly infront of our little boy all the time. He assaulted me
regularly, I suffered domestic violence in silence, and this last time
he beat me up so badly and I passed out.. I saw my life flash right
infront of me. I witnessed been close to death, I prayed to survive each
time he pounced on me, damaging several properties nd breaking diff
stuff on my head.
This had to be my last
experience, as I thought to myself, who will take care of my child for
me if I die in his hands? Who will he call mother? Who will stand by
him? So I left the relationship hurriedly without thinking of how much
time, energy, resources that must have been wasted….
experience, as I thought to myself, who will take care of my child for
me if I die in his hands? Who will he call mother? Who will stand by
him? So I left the relationship hurriedly without thinking of how much
time, energy, resources that must have been wasted….
PS( I av my tattoo removed already for those of you that want to comment bullshit)……”
However, May D claims she is trying to bring him down.
He also posted a short musical video with the lyrics ‘no matter how they push me, they can never bring me down…no matter how they try, they can never bring me down”
Mr May D was abandoned by the Okoye brothers because of issues bothering
on his bad personality and his penchant for acting violently under the
influence of marijuana.
on his bad personality and his penchant for acting violently under the
influence of marijuana.
