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I desired death following the unsuccessful cosmetic surgery- Transgender Jay Boogie

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Well-known transgender person in Nigeria, Daniel Anthony Nsikan, often known as Jay Boogie, has said that he had problems after a botched cosmetic surgery and expressed a wish to die.

He claimed that as his health deteriorated, he needed daily dialysis in order to be able to urinate.

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During a recent conversation with media personality Chude Jideonwo, Jay Boogie revealed that he was also getting death threats on social media as a result of some of his buddies posting false photos of him in the hospital bed and lying about the fact that he was in need of money for a kidney transplant.

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“People who I believed to be my friends came into the hospital and took my picture, which I then sent to the bloggers,” he added. The online abuse was getting to be so annoying that it was getting to be too much. I was getting threats to my life. I get messages from people asking, “You never still die?” I made the decision to avoid the media for a bit.

“My images weren’t posted on social media by me. My friends were involved. I’m a private individual. I dislike showing off my possessions. I adore leading a simple life. thus no one is interested in you. You ought to be self-aware.

As a result of the dramas on the internet, I’m being teased by individuals who ask, ‘How man go go do nyansh?’ Is the mindset even possible to imagine? Even so, do you consider me a man? I would like to have this for myself. Furthermore, I’m positive that none of them would tell me that they wouldn’t experience the same suffering that I do if I were one of their siblings. To pass out pee, I started attending to dialysis every day. My limbs were enlarged. Urine had a high concentration. I was measuring how much water I was consuming at the time. They’ll weigh me before I leave for dialysis, and I’ll be about 100 pounds. I would go for dialysis every day, where they would draw my blood and do other procedures. I sat down and said, “God abeg, I’m just tired,” because it hurt. All I want to do is go [die]. Even so, what am I doing here? Who invited me to participate in this nyansh sef?

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