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Depression #ItChangedMyLife

By Eunice Kuranga

Four years ago, everything seemed to be going on fine with me. It was as if the world was at my fingertip. I went to the best school, I knew no trouble, I was care free and I was not bothered by any life challenges.
I was in SS3 and the excitement of been a finalist was there, I had a wonderful friend and we both agreed to come out with the best result in our WAEC, have good grades in UTME and go to the same university even  though we would be studying different courses.
But all this became nothing but empty and fruitless dreams especially for me. I did the UTME, I had less than 200. My admission into the university for that year was forfeited. I got a lot of encouragement from my friend and family members and I was fine.
I wrote WAEC and I had excellent results. My friend proceeded to the university and I assured her I would join her the following year.
I studied hard for UTME the following year and guess what, I had more than 200. Hurray! I did the Post UTME for my chosen university and I had an excellent result, but you know what, I wasn’t given an admission. My parents tried all they could by contacting everyone they knew but it was all in vain.
I became the opposite of myself. I didn’t take the rejection kindly. I was depressed because I expected more than life was offering me. I was longing, hurting, wanting, clinging, crying and my sanity was ebbing away. I preferred to be alone. People complained, my parent were disappointed and sad but I was helpless.
While surfing the net one day, I stumbled on a blog – I started reading his novels and stories, I also came across other writers and I read their stuffs.
My orientation about life changed. My dry bones came alive again and I was revived, I wanted nothing more than to be useful for my generation.
I then discovered I have a special pen which can affect lives positively. Would I say Lordjosh changed my life? A big NO. But my depression made me seek out joy. It made me find my purpose in life. I made use of my pain. Like someone said; “When life throws onions at you , use it to make pepper soup and when it throws knife at you, use it to chop your onions.”
Realize that no one is your enemy, except yourself, any human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight.
Depression taught me to take life one step at a time, love myself for whom I am and be better, so now I’m growing stronger every day.
Depression, it changed my life.


Help me decide what series I post in January

Merry Christmas y’all!

Beautiful season, Christmas. (Except for everything getting expensive.) Christmas also means something, the year is almost up. So straight to what this post is about. I want you to help me decide what series I run in January 2016.

Here are the options.


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After hunting and ending the reign of the church street killer, Detective Ademola and his pregnant wife Ese move to Abuja in search of greener and hopefully quieter pastures. His brief period of tranquility ends when a young female senator is brutally murdered. The killing is politically motivated. Or is it?








The stories of two young men.

One a young Jewish robber who believes the only way to freedom from Roman oppression is to get as much money as he can.

The second, a young ambitious Roman who detests and hates Jews, especially those who take from Romans.

These two young men go against each other in a battle of wits and sometimes blood until they are caught up in the world of another man – a Jew who is more powerful than any Roman they ever saw.

55th Independence Day

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He is young. He is the new Speaker of the Federal House of Representatives. He is supposed to be a figure head, just run his term and leave the government. But he is thrown into the center of running the nation when the President, Vice President and Senate President are murdered on Independence day.

Now he has to fight faceless enemies and rescue a nation on the brink of going to war with her neighbours and more importantly, herself.

And he has to do it all in twenty four hours.

Those are the stories. Vote below.

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