"Ilikuwa Kama Laana" Man Shares Why He Was Always the “Poor One” in His Family and How He Changed The Situation

For many years, I carried a silent pain in my heart. Whenever my family gathered for Christmas, birthdays, or home events, I always felt small. My siblings talked proudly about their new jobs, their successful businesses, the plots they had bought, and the cars they drove. I would sit quietly, smiling on the outside, but breaking on the inside. I was always the one people looked at with sympathy. I was the one relatives whispered about. I was the one they called “unlucky.” I kept asking myself, *“Why me?”*

I tried everything to change my life. I woke up early, worked long hours, saved little coins, and even started small businesses — one after another. But every time I tried something, it collapsed. I would open a shop today, and by the third month, I would be closing it down. I would get a job, but somehow something would happen, and I would lose it. My siblings meant well most of the time, but I could see in their eyes that they didn’t expect much from me. They thought I was destined to remain behind.

As the years went by, my confidence slowly disappeared. I began believing that maybe I was truly cursed. Some nights I cried silently, asking God why my life was so different from the rest. My siblings were enjoying stable jobs, happy families, and opportunities I could only dream of. I could not understand why the door of success opened for everyone — except me.TO READ MORE, TAP HERE.