The festive season has already begun here in Uganda, and for many years this time of the year used to stress me instead of making me happy. My name is Caleb, and I come from Entebbe. For a long time, I worked hard but nothing in my life seemed to move forward. I ran a small mobile money and retail kiosk, but the business was always slow. Every December I watched other people celebrate while I struggled to raise even the smallest amount to take care of my family. It felt as if something was blocking my progress no matter how much effort I put in. I was tired, frustrated, and close to giving up completely.
My problems kept increasing. I had debts I could not pay, rent was overdue, and even buying basic things was becoming difficult. I remember one particular week when my kiosk made almost no sales. I would leave home in the morning full of hope, but return at night with empty pockets. It was painful to see my neighbors growing financially while I remained stuck in the same place year after year. I wondered if maybe I was cursed or if money simply wasn’t meant for me. This constant struggle pushed me into silent stress and fear of the future.TO READ MORE,TAP HERE
