I was in the street where no one cared for me, not even my family. I made a little cash and I traveled abroad, made money fixed everyone up with a lot of cash and now they are planning how to share my properties even when Iโ€™m not yet dead. I feel depressed because i know what i suffered to get here. I feel like just dying and allowing them have their way. Life shaa

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