Everyone Dismissed Me as a Failure—Until One Week Changed My Social Status Forever
Failure became the label people used whenever my name came up. It didn’t matter that I had tried businesses, applied for jobs, or helped others succeed what people remembered was that I hadn’t made it yet.
Family gatherings became uncomfortable. Friends stopped inviting me to serious discussions about money or opportunities. Even strangers seemed to look at me with quiet judgment.
What hurt most was not the poverty itself, but the humiliation that came with it. People spoke to me slowly, as if I didn’t understand life. Some openly advised others not to take me seriously.
Every time I tried something new, the response was always the same: “This one will fail like the rest.” Eventually, I stopped talking about my plans altogether. Despite working hard, nothing ever stayed.
Income came and disappeared. Deals collapsed at the last minute. People promised help, then vanished. It felt like I was running on a treadmill exhausted, sweating, but never moving forward.
