I still shake when I remember that day. I saw it with my own eyes, and I don’t wish it on any man. You can feed someone, clothe them, pay their rent, and they still break your heart like it’s nothing. It was a Sunday

I used to dread every month. Not because of stress or financial pressure, but because of the pain that came with my period. It wasn’t just normal cramps. I’m talking about pain so sharp it felt like something was twisting deep inside me. I couldn’t

It was supposed to be a normal Sunday. Worship had just ended. The choir sat down as Pastor Peter took the pulpit. The room was still buzzing with prayer and songs. The atmosphere felt holy. Peaceful. No one expected what would happen next. As he

I used to believe money was everything. I wasn’t born rich, but I was determined not to die poor. I chased every opportunity I could find, hustles, side gigs, quick investments, forex, betting, even online trading apps. But every time I rose a little, something