I don’t feel bad when my elder ones ask me for money or anything money can buy. I only feel sad when I don’t have and then as the last born growing up i looked up to them and I thought I would have an easy life because I will have so many people I can run to when i need help. But it’s different entirely now, i’m dead broke right now and I can’t pick up my phone to start dialing, which sibling, uncle, cousin or aunt am I going to call, was the second biggest donor to mom (widow) last year. I need to work hard, life is shit in this part of the world, I will pull through.😓 This is my last year broke.
in Confession