For seven painful years, life seemed to move forward for everyone except me. My friends, people I had grown up with and shared dreams alongside, were buying cars, building homes, and opening successful businesses while I struggled to even put food on the table.
Every time I opened social media, I saw another success story, another celebration, another milestone achieved.
Meanwhile, I remained stuck in poverty, burdened by debts, failed business attempts, and sleepless nights wondering what had gone wrong in my life.
I tried everything I could think of to improve my situation. I worked casual jobs, sold second-hand clothes, borrowed money to start small businesses, and even traveled to different towns searching for opportunities.
I tried everything I could think of to improve my situation. I worked casual jobs, sold second-hand clothes, borrowed money to start small businesses, and even traveled to different towns searching for opportunities.
But no matter how hard I worked, things only seemed to get worse. Friends who once borrowed money from me became wealthy and distant, while some openly mocked my struggles.
I started feeling cursed and hopeless, questioning whether success was only meant for other people...SEE MORE........