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AN URGENT APPEAL TO THE X COMMUNITY: Help My Sister Marycynthia Win Her Battle Against Lymphoma ​This is the part of life that nothing prepares you for. One day you are healthy, strong, and full of dreams; the next, everything changes because of a few signs on your body. ​My sister, Marycynthia, and I are just two young women trying to find our way in the world. I am a 25 year old graduate, and she is a 23 year old student at the University of Nigeria, Nsukka (UNN). Marycynthia has always been the brilliant one, my parents rarely had to pay her school fees because she constantly won scholarships. Even from her hospital bed, she was recently awarded another scholarship sponsored by NNPC. She was supposed to resume this January as a 400-level Law student, but this illness has already taken two years of her life. ​I am reaching out to ask for financial assistance for her treatment. For those who know the medical reality, chemotherapy alone is often not a permanent solution for advanced-stage cancer. She was being managed by the Haematology department at the University of Nigeria Teaching Hospital (UNTH) before the NARD strike worsened our situation. Now, her best chance at survival is a Bone Marrow Transplant. Despite having anemia, low neutrophil and platelet counts, her kidney and liver functions remain stable. This shows that while her situation is critical, it is not hopeless. We have been recommended to a hospital in Benin. The cost for the transplant is ₦45,000,000. We don't know for sure how many courses of chemotherapy she is going to receive, scans (PET, CT, ultrasound), concentrated platelets, neutropenia care, transfusions, and private hospital bills, we summed a total of ₦62,000,000 ($44,000). At first, I felt like my world was crashing. The amount is overwhelming. But thanks to the support of friends and kind-hearted strangers, we have raised ₦18,400,000 ($12,900) so far, which allowed her to begin chemotherapy. No one can watch their loved one waste away without doing everything possible. I am here again soliciting your support. Balancing her care and fundraising has not been easy for me, I need your help. We still need roughly ₦44,000,000 ($31,780) for the bone marrow transplant. From one Nigerian to another, one African to another, and one human to another: please help my sister survive Lymphoma. It is treatable if the right care is given. Help Marycynthia survive cancer! Tell someone about Marycynthia today! Keep Marycynthia in your thoughts and prayers! gofund.me/ecddb5a2b 1473988747 Okoro Marycynthia Chinaecherem Access bank #HelpsaveMarycynthia🤲 Before. Now

Guys a Colleague of mine finished her Shift and was brutally murdered on her way home. Help me to call out the @PoliceNG to fish out her killers. May her Soul Rest in peace. May Nigeria not happen to us!

A secondary school classmate of mine is in stage 5 Chronic kidney disease and needs 40million for a kidney transplant. He’s just a very young guy starting out life and I can’t imagine him ending his life this way😭💔 Please guys, help us with anything . Your 500,1k will go a long way

MISSING CHILD ALERT! We currently have a young girl in our custody named Amotulazeez. Due to her age, she is unable to provide information about her origin or surname. If you have any information or can assist in locating her family, please share this message widely. For immediate assistance, contact: 08028667551 or 09157838531. (Shared from WhatsApp)

Today marks 28 days abduction of Christian school children kidnapped from St. Mary’s Catholic School in Minna by Fulani terrorists 💔🫩 💔 In no particular order these are the names of 265 students, teachers and non academic staffs in captivity.

I beg you all in the Name of God, let’s not forget the 165 Children of St MARY Catholic School still in Captivity by Fulani Kidnappers Please. Please. Lend your voices. Use your platforms. Keep demanding.👏🏾

You don’t really understand this until you’ve had a few almosts A few dates where the conversation was fine, the food was decent, they laughed at the right moments, you nodded, you smiled, you did all the human things, and then you went home and felt nothing. Not heartbreak. Not excitement. Just this blank, polite calm like you finished a meeting. You lay in bed at 00:26 scrolling for a little dopamine hit because the whole night didn’t land anywhere in your body Or you meet someone who is objectively great on paper and your brain keeps trying to force it. They’re kind. They show up. They text back. They’re stable Your friends approve. And still, when you’re alone with them, something in you stays locked. You can’t explain it without sounding insane. “They’re perfect, I just… don’t feel it.” So you keep going for a while because you want to be normal and grateful and adult. Then one day you realize you’ve been living on a mild sedation. Not unhappy, not alive. That’s when the math hits you. Real connection is not common. not even close We talk about it like it should be easy because there are billions of people and apps and “put yourself out there” and a culture that makes love sound like a buffet. Pick someone. Swipe. Upgrade. Repeat. But genuine click is not about access. It’s about alignment. And alignment is rare in a way people don’t want to admit because it makes the world feel colder. Think about what has to line up for it to happen Two nervous systems that don’t trigger each other into shutdown. Two senses of humor that match. Two levels of intensity that don’t leave one person feeling chased and the other feeling abandoned. Two life rhythms that can actually share air. Two people who find each other at the same time in their lives, not one ready and the other half asleep. Two sets of wounds that don’t hook into each other like velcro. Two people whose idea of “home” is compatible. That’s before you even get to attraction. Before you get to values. Before you get to sex. Before you get to the boring reality of laundry and bills and sickness and family and the way people change. then add the fact that we are all walking around with invisible histories. Old loves. Old betrayals. Childhood stuff. Self-protection habits we pretend are personality traits. Half the time you’re not even meeting the person. You’re meeting the version of them they think will be safe to show. when you genuinely click with someone, it feels like a miracle not because you’re dramatic, but because your body knows the odds. It knows how many conversations you’ve had where you were translating yourself. How many times you laughed a second late. How many times you edited your excitement so you wouldn’t seem like too much. How many times you didn’t say what you meant because you didn’t trust the room to hold it. Then one day you say something stupidly specific, like a childhood memory nobody else cares about, and they don’t just listen - they light up. They understand the joke inside it. They catch the tone behind the words. They respond like they’ve been waiting for that exact frequency. That moment is fragile in a way people don’t respect. Because it’s not just “we get along.” It’s “my nervous system recognizes yours.” And you can lose it so easily. Not always through some dramatic betrayal. Sometimes just through timing. Distance. Life getting heavy. People getting scared. Someone’s depression turning them into fog. Someone’s ambition turning them into absence. One bad season where you stop choosing each other and start surviving side by side. It doesn’t take a villain. It just takes neglect, which is so much more common. That’s why connection is beautiful. Not because it’s poetic. Because THIS improbable

Chidera Godswill Okeke, (11), has been missing for almost a week now. He was last seen at Agbara, Ogun state. Pease, every and any information would really be appreciated. His mother has been devastated. Please call the number if you see, hear or know anything.

Hey guys, please, this young man needs our help. He's currently battling oral cancer and is undergoing 6 cycles of chemotherapy. He was prescribed a chemotherapy regimen at N1.2m per cycle, but he couldn't afford it, so he chose a cheaper regimen at 500k per cycle. We all know that one stands a better chance of fighting off cancer on the best meds possible. The regimen that was initially revommended would amount to N7.2M. He will also need facial reconstructive surgery after all chemo cycles are completed. So far, the public has raised N4.2m for him. Please let's come together and lend him a solid hand in this fight 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾 0054727887 Access Bank John Bassey.

The cure for sickle cell disorder is now available at sickle cell foundation Nigeria, LUTH. 🥺 Please retweet for others to see

She has been seeking for help for 50 days now, retweet this post till it gets to its target audience let’s save a life.

Your repost will go a long way.🙏🙏🙏

DAY 42 of seeking financial help for my sick mum who was diagnosed with ALS,a disease that has no cure and can only be maintained with the right medications or the worse could happen. Thank youuu🧎🏽‍♀️🧎🏽‍♀️ 2343616614 UBA Wuraola Oyenola 8140596483 OPAY Adesewa Oyenola

Day 2 of trying to get help and saving my sister, Modurotoluwa

Day 35 of seeking financial help for my sick mum who was diagnosed with ALS, a disease that affects the nerve cells in the brain and currently doesn't have a cure. 2343616614 UBA Wuraola Oyenola 8140596483 Opay Adesewa Oyenola

Urgent help needs urgent 🚨 ‼️ The father of one of our students—a former ASSON Human Anatomy President—was recently kidnapped , leaving the family in serious emotional and financial distress. We are appealing to kind-hearted individuals and organizations for any form of support—

Please my baby sister has been kidnapped and I genuinely don’t know what to do. She travelled from Lagos to the east(Nnewi to be precise) and we haven’t heard from her until they called with her number and started demanding for ransom. I’m going crazy, someone please help

Here’re the names of the Åbduct£d KEBBI Girls💔💔

My two aunties were kidnapped in this video, the old woman running slowly is my grandma.... Please @HQNigerianArmy @PoliceNG Help !!!!

I said it and I’m saying it again that the “illusion of choice” and the lack of willingness to put in the work required with dealing with humans is a major problem in our approach to relationships and friendships in this our generation.