There was a time when nothing was working in my life. My shop was empty. My customers disappeared. People I helped before turned their backs on me. I was in debt. Rent was due. Even my family started avoiding me.Everywhere I turned, there was a problem. Orders got delayed. My goods went missing. Workers stole from me.
One day, someone even threw dead rats at my shop door. I knew this was no longer normal. I was under attack. Spiritually and financially.I cried alone most nights. I had dreams of snakes and shadows chasing me. Every day felt like a curse. I thought of closing my shop and going back to my village. But something in me refused.To read more ,click here
