Hurt is not a stranger to the Nigerian teen. It comes in many forms — a parent who does not understand you, a friend who betrayed your trust, a teacher who embarrassed you in front of the class, a relationship that ended badly, a loss you never saw coming. Sometimes the hurt is loud and dramatic. Sometimes it is quiet and creeping, like water damage in a wall you did not know was rotting. This volume is not about pretending the hurt did not happen. It is not about “just moving on” or “being strong” in the way adults often demand.