I grew up with a void in my life, but it really didn’t mean much to me until that fateful afternoon when my Primary Five class teacher, Mr. B.B. Grant, summoned me to his desk, in front of the classroom. As I approached his desk, another boy in my class also scampered toward us. The teacher had called him too. I did not have the faintest hint about why the two of us were Mr. Grant’s subjects of interest and summons, but it would not take forever to find out. Assignments from teachers, or what we often called homework, were supposed to be done at home. If we had a favourite programme on television or an important outing and didn’t want the assignment to interfere with our programme, we squeezed some time and did it in school so our day and night would be cleared for our personal stuff. The teacher’s assignment on whether Eugene and I were related was not a conventional assignment, and I did not have anything special to attend to at home, but I could not resist the urge to start it right from school. It was a question that confused me, but Eugene and I did not have any difficulty answering it. We were not related. We bore the same surname, but it wasn’t strange to have two or three children in the same class and from different hometowns bearing the same surname. Eugene was short and I was tall. His nose, eyes, head and every other feature of his was different from mine. The only feature we shared was a fair complexion. That, too, was not a novelty, for we were not the only fair children in that class. But the teacher, peering into our personal records on his desk, appeared to know more than we did. To us, we were not related in any way, but he thought there might be something we did not know. It was in her absence that he got involved with me, and things got dangerously complicated. Whatever it was, his stance was clear. And I was left to evaluate my own options. The first thing that hit me when he said no to keeping the pregnancy was my own life. I had grown up without a father in my life. I had often been reminded of how I had been born by mistake. I was still wondering if the man whose name I bore was my father. How was I going to bring another human being into this world to live like me, someone whose father would reject him or her as Mr. Nelson had rejected me? If there was a way to spare someone else the trauma I was contending with, why would I reject that option, especially when I was not psychologically and emotionally prepared to be a mother?" she stated. Yvonne details the regret and pain that followed this revelation and how Mr Nelson’s death further compounded it. This confusion about her paternity informed the book’s title, I Am Not Yvonne Nelson, after finding out that the man whose name she’s carried over the years wasn’t her real dad.

I could never talk openly about until I decided to write this book. I have run and completed some races. In others, I have faltered and crashed. All of that has shaped me and made me the woman I am. I intend to show those who look up to me the scars of my falls, with the hope that they may avoid the landmines that nearly ended my life. The legendary Nigerian writer, Chinua Achebe, once said, If you don’t like someone’s story, write your own. Writing one’s own story helps to cure the misrepresentation and inaccuracies that are likely to occur if one’s story is told by others. However, writing one’s story does not come easy. Anyone who decides to write his or her own story is often confronted with the dilemma of how far to go, how much to reveal, and how clean the writer should look in the story. Pulling her own Caroline from Real Housewives of Lagos card, Yvonne goes into alleged cases of actresses and actors being pimped out to Nigeria’s financial and political elites. While she doesn’t mention names, she goes on about her experience and how she avoided following the same pattern during her time in Nollywood. READ ALSO: John Dumelo, Becca, Medikal, Joselyn Dumas, Kwaku Manu And Other Celebrities Storm Yvonne Nelson’s Book Launch – Videos Drop I say this, knowing fully well that some may mistake it as me slutshaming but I am not. I am only working with the clues available in this book.According to Yvonne Nelson, she had a lesson of her life and if time could be rewound, she won’t abort that pregnancy. If you want to know more about Yvonne Nelson’s life, I Am Not Yvonne Nelson’s book is one you should definitely read. About the Author: Yvonne Nelson A brief review of ‘I Am Not Yvonne Nelson’ found online describes the book, rightly, as an explosive and riveting account of a young woman who sets out to discover herself, but finds out that she has been living with a false identity. From paternity claims to her relationships with Iyanya, Sarkodie, Genevieve Nnaji, John Dumelo and other hot topics, ‘I Am Not Yvonne Nelson’ sure has the feel of a thriller movie that will keep celebrity gist lovers on the edge of their seats.

The author, "Not Yvonne Nelson" detailed her short life from her time from basic school through to her rise and fame, then to her quest to find the 'real' Mr 'Nelson'. In an eye-opening chapter entitled ‘A Difficult Decision,’ Nelson fearlessly exposes her personal journey through an unexpected pregnancy and the tumultuous path she was forced to tread. Navigating the murky waters of an unexpected pregnancy, Nelson found herself entangled in a web of emotions when Sarkodie refused to take responsibility for the impending child. This chapter unearths the raw emotional turmoil she experienced during this trying period. Those words signal regret and I think her mother wished she never existed because Yvonne is the remnant of her past. A constant reminder of how she had to live to survive. At the time, Sarkodie was a budding artist whose potential for greatness was palpable. However, his future seemed uncertain, and he still found himself navigating life’s labyrinth. Success was far from guaranteed, and he remained dependent on his mother for support.I Am Not Yvonne Nelson” is a 2023 autobiography by Ghanaian actress Yvonne Nelson. The book is based on Nelson’s life story, tracing her journey from her childhood in Accra to her career as an actress. It also explores the challenges she faces as a woman in the Ghanaian entertainment industry. Motivated by her own experiences of growing up without a father, Nelson made the heartbreaking decision to abort the baby. She couldn’t fathom subjecting another innocent life to the pain of rejection, just as she had endured. Since the release of the book, it has set the internet on fire with everyone talking about it – well, not really about it but about the deep revelations that finally confirm some of the gossips that have been drifting around the mill for over a decade.

The book, which details her professional and personal journey, has become a hot topic online, so we decided to get into some of the most interesting revelations it contains. Source: I Am Not Yvonne Nelson Confirmation of her relationship with Sarkodie and the baby they never had Source: MyNewsGH Mr Nelson, despite being very accepting of all his outside kids, never accepted Yvonne. Mr Adjetey never had an idea Yvonne existed. Currently one of Ghana and Africa's most decorated rapper, Sarkodie, who released his debut album "Makye" in 2009, had always been private about his relationship and love life until his marriage in 2018. In essence, this book recounts an endless struggle by the author to discover herself and her place in the world. She faces a fair dose of ups and downs. As with all human stories, there are surprises and dramatic ironies that are known, perhaps, only to Providence. For instance, Aggrey Memorial, which she despises so much turns out to be the right place that prepares her for the success that would define her life. I called him on the phone and said we needed to talk. He still lived with his mother, and this was not the kind of news to break in the house. I called him out of the house when I got to Tema, and we sat in my Toyota Rav4. (He drove a Toyota Matrix at the time if my memory serves me right). I sensed the intensity of his emotions when I broke the news to him. I could hear his heart pounding, and when he finally found his voice, he faltered. His message was, however, unambiguous. He didn't want the pregnancy. That would damage him and his career. The only option was to get rid of it. Whether or not his career and the uncertainty of life were the real reasons he could not afford to let me keep the pregnancy, I cannot tell. I later discovered that he had a girlfriend who was attending a university outside the country," she wrote.

I’m excited for all her future political endeavors. For someone studying law, I’m still learning a lot especially with her decision for choosing international relations for your masters. It shows genuineness and I hope it doesn’t fade with time. In so doing, I intend to help future generations of young women that are hungry for fame and would do anything to make a name. I do not intend to decide for them or dissuade them from following their dreams. I intend to show them the whole picture. I intend to give them the ingredients to prepare their own meals of life. Rumours have gone on for years about Yvonne Nelson’s alleged relationship with Ghanaian rapper Sarkodie. Source: I Am Not Yvonne Nelson

Wow this is going to be a long read. But Yvonne, thank you for sharing your mind and vulnerability with us. I admire your strength and determination in life. I have taken a-lot of lessons with this book. Thank you so much and I hope you reach solitude in finding your father.

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It remains to be seen how this revelation will impact the public’s perception of both Yvonne Nelson and Sarkodie. However, one thing is certain – it invites further dialogue about the realities faced by public figures in their pursuit of personal and professional growth. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form by photocopying or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information stored in a retrieval system, Speaking at the launch of the book at the Peduase Valley Resort, Yvonne Nelson revealed that her personal experiences birthed the idea to write the memoir, entreating Ghanaians to get a copy. I don't think Yvonne will ever know who her father is. Her mother will never tell her. The woman has perfected the act of selfishness and victimhood and this book Yvonne wrote has opened her mother up for judgement.