Dignity? Who is Dignity going to feed?
I can grovel and throw my pride away if it saves me from this pit of suffering.
I've had enough. Enough of being poor, mocked and struggling.
Working so hard it takes a toll on my health, only to barely survive with what I've earned.
Happiness comes from within?
Money cant buy happiness?
Bullsh*t.
When your brother is hospitalised, your father losing his mind over his failing business and your mother weeping everyday over her family's condition, you will need money.
Just a random family in Nigeria.
You think we have connections?
Not even one.
All this and you expect what? Cheer?
Sorry. I can't.
Maybe I can flash a smile, but happiness is not my priority right now.
I need money. Lots.
At any cost.