KOSISOCHUKWU CHINEDU INSPIRATIONAL HUB.

The story of CHINAGOROM.  webbed fingers OK it's a hereditary issue, took it from my mums side. Web fingers and toes.   I just grew up and saw myself that way.   They said it was how God created me.   I was ok with it being that it never disturbs me; I still do my house work with it. Not until 2005 when I gained admission into F.G.G.C, Osha as a boarder. I became reserved due to my physical status, but one can't run away from people. Everybody in school noticed me and name tagged me by my deformation. With time many questions started coming up , questions like why is your hand like this, even your legs, does it mean u can't do this and that? They were seeing me as if I was from a different planet. I saw myself asking my God a whole lot of questions. At a time, I called my dad (as my confidant). After talking to my dad about it, he gave me a chapter in the Bible though I have forgotten it, but I was consoled. But in my J.S.S 3class...

BEFORE UN-EDITED SURVIVAL STORY OF GOODNESS, I was born to a family of 6,   dad died earlier when am yet in nursery school we have to depend on mum's little income through her restaurant we kept pushing and undergoing some difficulties,   mum's shop got burnt down 3 consecutive times all lost   and we kept rising none of my siblings was able to attain a good height in education because no one to render help but fortunately for me as the last baby of the house I have to join to struggle and said I must reach where my siblings couldn't reach   not until 2006 another fire incident occurred but not my mum's shop again but right in my house I have to fall victim sustaining a lot of injuries that kept me hospitalized for 6 months I lost interest in things of the world because that fine skin is gone, replaced with rough skin that always make me center of attraction wherever I found myself. I start being depressed and low self-esteem set in, dissociating...

Happy Sunday to you all, like we said lots of inspiring beautiful survival stories coming through, we use this platform to reform, help, inspire, teach, educate and lecture you with our group therapy, in curbing DEPRESSION & SUICIDE. you think your story is the worse? think again someone else might want to be the one with your story, lots of love, please feel free to share. her STORY! I am the only child and I grew up under very strict conditions, my parents were Christian extremists and conformists Several times I was called names some for things I did and for things I didn't do. in the bid to discipline me I was always flogged. Unconsciously as a little girl I started becoming depressed and suicidal. Feeling the discipline was too choked up for me as I had a timid nature. One day, calamity struck I drank a full bottle of methylated spirit and fainted. Because mum was a nurse she had techniques to reverse the effect of the spirit on me and then I ended...