I Wasn't Supposed to Make It, But I'm Still Here

There were nights I went to bed hungry. Not because I was fasting — but because there was nothing to eat. Days I pretended to be okay while life was tearing me apart. I didn’t have a backup plan. Just a stubborn will to survive.

Some people are born into comfort. I was born into chaos. But I refused to stay there.

I started from zero: no money, no guide, just hope and a cracked phone screen. That phone became my window to opportunities — like this very platform.

I’m sharing my journey not for sympathy, but to show someone out there: you’re not alone. If my story resonates with you, even a small upvote can change things for me.

I’m not chasing fame. I’m chasing freedom.