Mental health

I’m almost giving up on this app; it’s just so stressful. Am I the only one who feels this way? It seems like guys move on to other girls so quickly because there are so many options.

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Ya Allah, I need You. Please kindly bestow on me 500,000 NGN

It’s for my Samsung Galaxy Tab S9 Fe at 450,000 NGN and the balance is for the Tab accessories (pouch, wireless earbuds etc), Hair maintenance and logistics. It might not even be enough but I trust you to make it work.

I’m on the right path and things are moving in my Favour. Thank you for always being there for me. You alone I worship and You alone I ask for help. Muchas Gracias Mi Dios

Gents ( as baby as 22 years old sometimes) DMing a woman who could be their grand mother that they are subxxxmisxxxxive and offering whatever!!!!!.... on an app that stresses halal behaviour!!! Whyyyy????
There aren't enough admins to monitor these insects!!!!!

God, please help!
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Well You should be your own parent (Mama..Baba) first , before being a PARTNER 🫆❤️‍🔥

It's my first experience here, and I'm surprised at how well a conversation could go and suddenly you're unmatched! Any advice on how to get over that sting?

In this world, sometimes you have to choose which suffering you want to endure, because no one lives without it. But sometimes, someone else chooses it for you, and you have no say in the matter

People see someone who's different and think they already know the story. They don't.

There was a time when I hated my life so much that I tried to end it more times than I want to admit.

Therapy made me realize something I never understood before. I wasn't just afraid of losing the people I loved. I was terrified of it.

So my subconscious came up with what it thought was a brilliant survival plan: push people away before they could leave. Treat them badly. Act cold. Convince myself they didn't really matter. If I never got attached, then losing them wouldn't hurt ... right?

It wasn't who I was. It was fear pretending to protect me.

The sad part is that the people I cared about the most probably got the worst version of me, while I kept telling myself it was for my own good.

I'm still learning, still healing, and still unlearning years of survival mode. But at least now I know the difference between protecting myself and sabotaging myself.

Has anyone else ever realized that something you thought was just "your personality" was actually a coping mechanism? I'd genuinely like to hear your story.

Men go out of their way to make me feel valued and special
I am appreciated and adored by men
I am normalising being treated like royalty by men around me
I am self-focused and still attract men who show up excellently
I am open to receiving love, support and gifts from men freely

"Gratitude is the most exquisite form of courtesy." - Jacques Maritain