Some people are born lucky, while others seem to wrestle with life from the moment they open their eyes. I belonged to the second category. All my life, I carried a heavy cloud of misfortune that made me believe maybe God had forgotten me.It started with education.While my classmates passed with flying colors, I struggled to even get a simple pass.
I spent long nights reading, burning candles, and praying, yet during exams, my mind would go blank. Teachers called me lazy. My parents compared me with my siblings, “Why can’t you be like your brother? Why can’t you be like your sister?” I carried shame as a permanent tag, like I was cursed to fail.To read more,click here
