I never imagined I’d share this story. For years, love was my deepest wound. Long ago, I fell hard for a woman I thought I’d marry. I poured my heart, time, and soul into her. But when I proposed, she looked me in the eye and said I was too broke to be her husband. Her words stung worse than any blade. She scoffed at my modest job, mocked my tiny rented room, and declared she wanted a man who could offer her a “luxury life.”

I pleaded with her, asking her to see my dreams and believe in my future, but she turned away. A month later, I heard she was with a rich businessman, and my heart shattered. Bitterness took hold. My confidence crumbled, and I nearly swore off love for good. Nights dragged on, days felt hollow, and I wrestled with why life seemed so cruel. All I ever wanted was someone to love me for who I am, not for my wallet. To read more click here now.