I don’t know how to start this, but I hope you’ll understand. I was technically born with a silver spoon. We weren’t very rich, but we were comfortable. My brother always said I came with the money. Around my Primary 5, my dad’s colleagues used him as a scapegoat in a money-laundering scheme. Although he was vindicated, he refused to return to the office. Long story short, it’s been debt after debt, family problems, and unpaid loans. Yet, God has been good. I used to h8te my parents—not because of money but because they didn’t raise us properly. We learned from school, people, or painful experiences. My dad ensured we got quality education, but as a child, I felt alone when they couldn’t afford my needs.
I started seeking love from men and lost my virginity, which I had hoped to keep for marriage. These men haven’t been kind to me. I keep building them up, but I’m left broken. It’s like I don’t look out for myself enough. I feel dumb for always ending up unappreciated. I’m in my final year (Economics), but I’m tired. My parents borrowed to pay my fees and are now struggling to pay my rent. They’re old and should be resting. I feel terrible for not being able to help. I need direction. I want 2025 to be better than 2024
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