Personal Stories

Just over two years ago, I became unemployed and left with no place to stay. I was also rejected by my family because all the money and luxuries I had were gone. My son and I ended up living in a village with a family in which only one person was employed as a domestic worker in a nearby town. This person made only $70 a month to feed seven people. Our living conditions were a far cry from what we were used to.

I had always wondered what freedom looked like, so I tried searching for it in many places but could never find it.

I was raised in a family where from a young age, we were told that when we sin, we would suffer retribution. Our family was not at peace and my parents would quarrel almost every week. The fights would often escalate and involve threats of violence from both parties. As a child, I was traumatised.