The UK n'ókè Agency mere ka m nwere egwu aghara na ahụ siri oké ike na m ịma banyere m mgbapu ngwa ma ọ bụ ihe ọ bụla ọzọ karịa ndiwọrọ njide na ịkwụsị egwu ọgụ.
I was so disabled by the panic attacks caused by my illegal jailing that I could not even finish writing a letter.
The government illegally refused to treat my medical conditions and I tried to get help through the IMB–it failed.
The document the UK government gave me when they told me that they would not use the Certify Refused option of Fast Track.
The human animal is remarkably resilient.
My panic disorder seems to be severe enough that it eclipses even my serotonin withdrawal syndrome.
My medical conditions–ịda mbà n'obi, generalized nchegbu aghara, post-traumatic stress disorder, na egwu aghara–prevent me from accomplishing some tasks that I would easily be able to accomplish if I were healthy. Among the many things that I have not been able to accomplish, if I had help accomplishing one of them, I would immediately start earning more money. My life will not improve with help from other people.
Because of the war on drugs and because we under serve the health care needs of poor people, I have been unable to get the medicine I need. After I was able to get one more medicine I need, the positive effects on my life were immediate and dramatic.
Things are better than a few weeks ago and a few months ago. The major reason things are better is that I have more help.
I tried some things people have suggested, I endured the most painful experience in my life to date, but maybe things will get better now.