I Was Jobless for 7 Years, Then Something Happened That Changed My Life Forever
For seven long years, my life stood still. Every morning I woke up with the same heavy feeling in my chest — fear, shame, and exhaustion. I had dreams, skills, and ambition, but no job, no income, and no sense of direction. People around me moved forward with their lives while I remained stuck in one place, watching time pass me by like a cruel joke.
At first, I believed my situation was temporary. I applied for jobs every day, printed CVs, attended interviews, and made endless phone calls. I believed that if I worked harder, something would change. But months turned into years, and rejection became my daily companion. Employers stopped calling. Friends stopped checking on me. Some even mocked me quietly, calling me “lazy” or “unserious,” not knowing how hard I was fighting inside.
The worst part was the shame. I avoided family gatherings because I couldn’t answer the same painful question: “So, what are you doing these days?” I watched my peers build careers, buy cars, and start families while I struggled to afford basic meals. Nights were the hardest. I would lie awake, staring at the ceiling, wondering where my life went wrong.
At some point, even my confidence disappeared. I stopped believing in myself. I began to feel cursed, as if something invisible was blocking every opportunity meant for me. I tried small hustles—selling items, doing casual work—but nothing lasted. Every door I tried to open seemed locked. I was surviving, not living.
