They Said Our Family Was Cursed With Poverty, but One Turning Point Lifted All of Us
For as long as I can remember, my family struggled. No matter how hard we worked, money never seemed to stay. Businesses failed, salaries disappeared quickly, and every investment ended in loss.
Relatives whispered that we were cursed, that poverty ran in our blood, and no effort would ever change our destiny. Living like this was exhausting; the constant struggle drained our energy and hope.
Every attempt to break free ended in disappointment. We tried starting small businesses, buying property, even relocating, but nothing worked. The frustration was suffocating, and my parents grew despondent.
It felt as though an invisible force was blocking our progress. Friends warned us about envy and spiritual interference, but I didn’t know how to fight it.
