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	<title>secret memoir | faddle | Favorites</title>
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				<title>Munirq posted an update: I kept telling myself it wasn't real, that the [&#133;]</title>
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				<pubDate>Tue, 28 Jan 2025 16:06:06 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I kept telling myself it wasn&#8217;t real, that the symptoms would just vanish on their own. Denial became my refuge, a way to avoid facing the truth. But as my health declined, I couldn’t ignore the reality any longer—I had HIV. I&#8217;m just 16 and in SHS. My maths teacher proposed to me when I was in SHS 1 and I accepted his proposal. I am not a bad&hellip;</p>
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				<title>Nun posted an update: 1) I have been living in a mess, all this while, I [&#133;]</title>
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				<pubDate>Tue, 28 Jan 2025 15:46:39 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1) I have been living in a mess, all this while, I be thinking nothing could touch me, living life with no second thoughts. I felt invincible, untouchable, as if the world was mine for the taking. But one night, one mistake, i just wanted to have fun, mind you, I am 22 years old and a student at KNUST and now I&#8217;m facing a reality I can&#8217;t&hellip;</p>
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				<title>Mia posted an update: I had a really close relationship with this girl, [&#133;]</title>
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				<pubDate>Tue, 28 Jan 2025 08:10:47 +0000</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I had a really close relationship with this girl, let&#8217;s call her Justina.</p>
<p>Justina and I were inseparable; the type of friendship where people assumed we were either sisters or twins and most of the time, girlfriends. </p>
<p>I didn&#8217;t think much of the latter part of these assumptions because I am straight and so is she, or at least that&#8217;s what&hellip;</p>
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