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LIVING IN TRIUMPH mentoring/Course


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74% of girls say they are under pressure to please everyone (Girls Inc, The Super girl Dilemma)

98% of girls feel there is an immense pressure from external sources to look a certain way (National Report on Self Esteem)

92% of teen girls would like to change something about the way they look, with body weight ranking the highest. (Dove campaign)

90% of eating disorders are found in girls (National Association for Self Esteem)

87% of teens think that their lives have an overall purpose (George Gallup International Institute) but only a fraction of that percentage finds that purpose before their 21st birthday.
That delay equals to waste in valuable lifetime because the first 25 years of one's life are totally PRIME in determining how the rest of one's life turn out.
What about the other 12% that isn’t even aware that there is a purpose for their life?

If you are between the ages of 13 and 20, and have ever
-struggled with low self esteem?
-sometimes or often feel like you have nothing to offer the world, or sense you have something to offer but can't place you hands on what it is yet ?
-Easily feel discouraged when things don't go as you expect,hope or plan?

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THEN YOU SHOULD BE AT L.I.T with AnneAtulaegwu this
#February 8th-22nd 2017.
L.I.T is designed to
#Improve Your Self Worth
#Guide You To Your Life's purpose
#Empower You To Turn Challenges  into Opportunities

IT'S TOTALLY FREE and it's on WHATSAPP so you don't need to travel and yes, you bet it will be worth the time
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Registration closes January 31st
More Information at www.anneatulaegwu.com
PS: Please tag, share with every young girl in your life that might need this

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