There was a time when my life revolved around plans, goals, and hope for the future. I woke up early, went to work with purpose, and dreamed of growing my career and building a stable business on the side. I believed that if I stayed disciplined and hardworking, life would eventually reward me. I never imagined how quickly everything I had worked for could slip through my fingers.
It began with sickness—quietly, slowly, and without warning. At first, I ignored the signs, thinking it was just fatigue or stress. But the weakness grew worse. My body no longer responded the way it used to. Simple tasks became exhausting. I struggled to concentrate, my energy disappeared, and pain became part of my daily routine. Each morning, I woke up hoping I would feel better, and each night, I went to bed disappointed.
As my health declined, my work performance suffered. I missed days, struggled to meet deadlines, and lost the sharpness that once defined me. Eventually….CONTINUE READING
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