For as long as I can remember, rejection felt like a permanent mark on my life. Every relationship I entered ended the same way—disappointment, silence, or sudden abandonment.
I was never “the one.” I was always the lesson, the trial, the person people passed through on their way to happiness.
Each breakup left me more broken than the last, and slowly, my confidence disappeared. I began to believe that something was fundamentally wrong with me.
My financial situation mirrored my love life—unstable and painful. No matter how hard I worked, money slipped through my hands.
I took jobs that drained me physically and emotionally, yet my struggles never reduced. I lived from hand to mouth, borrowing to survive and repaying with shame.
Friends I once shared dreams with moved ahead in life, while I remained stuck, explaining the same problems year after year.…CONTINUE READING