Jillian B. shares her story of traveling to Africa and her experience of mental anguish.
"..if only I could wake myself out of this unreality in Ghana I could live my real life or that I didn’t even exist at all, I was the creation of someone somewhere using me for entertainment. These thoughts came to me after night after night of no sleep and pacing around under a dark, muggy Ghanan roof: drums beating, sweat pouring off my face.."
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Thank you Jillian for sharing the story and know that you touch all those that read it. You have me.
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