My mother was not happy. One day, my neighbor mentioned services for women and children’s welfare. I took advantage of a visit to the health center for my baby to contact the service. After talking with the lady from the NGO, she brought me to a nurse who told me I had a fistula. The NGO helped me convince my mother that I had to do the treatment. They also gave us some cash so that my mother could start a small business. My mom treats me well now. I don’t want to be separated from my mother. The lady calls me often and listens to me. She put me in touch with an association that helped me get back to school. I am grateful and happy now.