People around me kept telling me that everyone goes through challenges and that I simply needed to work harder or be patient, but deep down I knew that something deeper, something spiritual, something invisible was pulling me backwards every time I tried to move forward.
Every opportunity that came my way slipped through my fingers in ways that made no sense. Job interviews would go well and then suddenly get cancelled.
Business ideas that looked promising would collapse without warning. Even in relationships, everything broke apart no matter how much I tried.
It reached a point where I felt cursed, trapped, and marked by misfortune, as though life had decided I did not deserve joy.
Growing up, my late father was a respected but extremely tough man, and whenever he got angry—especially when I made small mistakes—he would speak very harsh words that cut deep into my spirit.
He used to say things like, “You will suffer in this life,” “Nothing good will ever stay with you,” or “You will struggle until the day you die.” At the time, I dismissed those words because I believed they were just emotional outbursts from a man who didn’t know how to control his temper.
I never imagined that spoken words—especially from a parent—could shape my destiny and follow me long after the speaker was gone. But after his death, I began to see the true effects of those words.
My life started falling apart in ways that were too strange and too consistent to ignore. It felt like I was carrying invisible wounds that kept bleeding no matter how much I tried to bandage them with positive thinking, hard work, or prayer. TO READ MORE, TAP HERE.