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Charlotte - 17 years old

In college, my tutor noticed that I wasn't doing so well, she asked me about it, I broke down. I realised that I couldn't take it alone, I needed someone I could rely on, and that's what he became to me.

My story is about how it takes just one person to help you to cope and that can turn around your life.

A few years ago, I found out my dad had kidney cancer. I didn't know how to react, I was scared, lonely, angry, confused and quite honestly felt like I had nowhere to turn. My parents and I aren't close, and I don't have many friends, I didn't want to tell my friends, I didn't want their pity, but admittedly, I did need their support.

A few months down the line and I found out the cancer had progressed, I began to get depressed and stopped seeing my friends. In college, my tutor noticed that I wasn't doing so well, she asked me about it, I broke down. I realised that I couldn't take it alone, I needed someone I could rely on, and that's what he became to me.

I now realise that I can tell my friends, that they won't judge or pity me, that they'll help me whenever it's needed.

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