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AM NOT ALONE

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Parts 7
Time 18m

Reads 24
Votes 4
Parts 7
Time 18m

Mature

abuse anxiety deen depression romance truestory

Aira aleeyu known as ary live in Nigeria. hated by her own mom who attempt to kill her. 

depression, panic attack, lonely because she doesn't have anyone to talk to. force to leave the country for a rehab will she be able to find someone who will be there for her in her term of loneliness 

continue reading to find out.......:-)♥️All Rights Reserved

abuse anxiety deen depression romance truestory

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$Faithe {REWRITING} ✓ by gracefulgreene_$

#4 in tas #1 in Abeokuta Dedicated to all Africans who are depressed and suffer PTSD. How exactly do you explain to an African parent that you need help? Do Africans even care about the state of their mental health? How do I tell others how I feel or about my nightmares without them thinking I'm mentally unstable? Everywhere, "seek help." How exactly? All these questions bother me so much that they give me problems. Even if he agrees that I need help, everyone would see me as a psychiatric patient, as the mentally unstable girl. "I keep blaming myself for all that has happened. I mean, how could I not have seen it coming? She was practically my best friend and close to me. If only I had opened my eyes wide enough and looked closer, I would have known and probably done something. We had a fight, we didn't settle it. Before I knew it, she was gone. It upsets me more. This has been haunting me for over a year. Can I ever be normal?" #39 in stereotype #62 in insomnia #82 in singleparent #568 in nightmares #72 in African #2 in tcs #16 in secondaryschool #111 in Nigerian #28 in Yoruba #7 in middleclass On 19 September, 2020

Love, Grace.✔️ by maybesylvia

I figured that since I was going to die, I should write a letter to my parents. But in the event that I survive, I didn't want to be branded as a curse. But I can't live. I just can't. I bet you're wondering why I would want to commit suicide. Why would this seventeen year old, smart, pretty girl want to commit suicide? ***** The reason is simple- I made some bad decisions. Decisions that later bit me in the butt.The first thing I remember of being a child, and my first ever memory is a bitter one. ***** And without a second thought, I take a swig of the opened beer by my side and throw some pills into my mouth. I swallow. I stare at the clock and wait. Nothing changes. No wobbly feelings, no stomach ache, no nothing. ****** My name is Chikasinma Grace Wilson and this is my story. °•° This is a Nigerian girl's journal on her life and all the bad decisions that worsened her depression.

𝟿 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 ~Tsuki x Hinata~ by Heartslikemoonlight

𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛-𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚢𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎> 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚍?> 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙?> 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝? ~𝚑𝚎𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝟶𝟼/𝟷𝟶/𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶. ☗𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨☗ ◦𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎 ◦𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖 ◦𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛s ◦𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚎 ◦𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚕 𝙼/𝙰 ◦𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝 ☗𝙞 𝙙𝙤 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨/𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗺𝗲☗

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My heart bleeds on paper by Buccay

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#4 in tas #1 in Abeokuta Dedicated to all Africans who are depressed and suffer PTSD. How exactly do you explain to an African parent that you need help? Do Africans even care about the state of their mental health? How do I tell others how I feel or about my nightmares without them thinking I'm mentally unstable? Everywhere, "seek help." How exactly? All these questions bother me so much that they give me problems. Even if he agrees that I need help, everyone would see me as a psychiatric patient, as the mentally unstable girl. "I keep blaming myself for all that has happened. I mean, how could I not have seen it coming? She was practically my best friend and close to me. If only I had opened my eyes wide enough and looked closer, I would have known and probably done something. We had a fight, we didn't settle it. Before I knew it, she was gone. It upsets me more. This has been haunting me for over a year. Can I ever be normal?" #39 in stereotype #62 in insomnia #82 in singleparent #568 in nightmares #72 in African #2 in tcs #16 in secondaryschool #111 in Nigerian #28 in Yoruba #7 in middleclass On 19 September, 2020