Chapter 1

How do I find a space to let out all in me?..... Its been 10years now since I left New York and still I've not been able to let it go😳😳

This were my words each day but on this fateful day I resolved to end it all..... I took a long rope and a stool to the sitting room.... I looked around me and slowly I started hearing voices. Its was the events replaying again. I shut my ears tight but it became louder. Tears began dropping down my cheeks as I remembered how I begged for help. I began sweating profusely... I was hyperventilating. I took the bag where my antidepressants were and surprisingly something fell out... It was a letter from my bestie. I was surprised and at the same time curious..... I quickly took water as it seemed the hyperventilation has subsided. I tore the letter open and read slowly..... It read.....

"Dear best friend, its always been my wish to let you know about this. I'm sorry I've never been able to tell you because there's always a stumbling block to the truth. By the time you're reading this,I'd be long gone. I knew about the rape.... Yes, I knew. I also had an idea of the antidepressants you took each time to calm you down. I'm totally sorry Bess. Its never my wish to let you go through this alone but I have no choice cos I'd be leaving the face of the earth anytime soon. Just know that,I'd be up there watching out for you. My sole aim of this letter is letting you know about a space where you can let it all out without being criticized and insulted. A space that feels like home. Sadly,I'm not able to share it with you in person but Bess, I know you can do this... Just search up on the link and join this space. It would teach you how to let go and move on. I wish that my Bess becomes the best of herself. Stay safe and I love you"

Your Best friend,

Dera.

I was done reading but there was this truth in the letter,I've not heard from my own best friend since a long time ago cos I had cut everyone off.... I took my phone in pain and searched for her number but it wasn't connecting. I called her brother,mom and father but all was in vain. I went out forgetting my preparation for a suicidal mission. I saw my mom and asked her of my best friend and I was told that she's gone. How did that happen? I asked myself in shock. I went back into my room to look up for the link and there I saw a platform called TSC.....I was unsure but then I joined and slowly I began developing a new me.... This is just 6months there and I'm happy with myself...

Ella!!!!!! I heard my mom's voice from the bedroom and that seem to bring me back to my world.... Yes,I became a lot more social😺😁 and happy. I was no longer held up in my past. I could look and myself in the mirror and be proud of the woman I have become. Indeed,TSC made me and I'm grateful for being in there and with this,I implore all youth and teens out there seeking for a space to be free,love and learn. To be redeemed, rebuilt and reconstructed. Just click on the link below and there.....Taxa....you in the right space. We love you

https://chat.whatsapp.com/D1dEBjbAmIN7ZbhU843anu

Here is the link that gave me a light..... Join this family and be blessed