I could tell you how I battle sadness every day, how I don’t eat well, how I cry myself to sleep, how this 4 hours of daily traffic is slowly killing me, how my future worries me, how my salary is never enough, how I’m not sure what to do after nysc but you don’t want to hear it . You only want to hear that I’m winning, not coping. Stop forcing your daughter to always be strong. I have a family yet I feel so alone.