The fear of poverty….keeps my mind restless! I was briefly ill in 2023….God helped me, there was funds to sort it out immediately. But that single experience has made me realize that we are one sickness away from being poor….even worse if you’re breathing the Nigerian air😩
I was afraid, but I took the risk and invested the money in something I knew I needed and believed was important. Unfortunately, it didn’t work out. Now, I'm facing the very reality I was once afraid of, wondering where I will find the money again after taking that risk.
Kill it and re-strategise. You did have flaws at your next step but take every mistake and correction into consideration and create that value for yourself
One of my very first posts on here was about the fear of not succeeding in life and I think that fear stemmed from the fear of poverty. I fear not being financially secure than I fear death because I know an insecure financial life can lead me to death and I'm not looking for that!
Thanks for sharing this Hauwa. I appreciate the reminder on enjoying the benefits of our labor because we deserve it too. 😌
Also, WELCOME BACK! I've been waiting for so long. I'm excited about your comeback than anyone else, even maybe yourself. 🤣🤣
Walahi Hauwa, you're my spirit person. I grew up in an affluent military family, dad was a military ambassador so I got to live in Russia, Finland and the UK. Only to turn 12 and dad got retired. Mom was a teacher in the military but the salary wasn't that great. Then dad's gratuity was held for years. There was a whole load of politics involved and to see my officer gentleman father become a security guard for some pompous bastard civilian did several things to me. First, I joined the military but got out because of the lack of security and politics involved, especially for women. I learnt that my pride is irrelevant when it came to putting food on the table for the ones I love ( I later also learnt a big lesson about entitlement but let's leave that) and yes finally, the fear of poverty almost crippled me.
I relocated back to the UK and started working like a crazy person but I spent most of my earnings on family because I was under the illusion that no one has your back like family. Dad had died years to this time. Then illness that didn't have a name hit me. Thank God for the NHS because imagine this happened in Nigeria. Temi bami niyen.
It took two and a half years to get a diagnosis. Most of my money saved had gone because I was paying for private practice trying to find out what was wrong. Finally, I knew what was wrong. It won't kill me but it has no cure and can be pretty inconvenient.
Anyways, here I am. Unable to work like before, one wrong purchase to broke and much older and alone. The fear is real.
However this is where trust comes to play big time. I have been down to nothing in the house to eat, sitting down on my sofa going "ah God, you won't watch me starve will you?". And minutes later, someone shows up at my door with a full grocery box and £50, saying God told me to get this for you!
Imagine? Good was already working out the food from 9am, for the hunger that was going to come at 1pm. ( I'm not a breakfast person). I could share countless instances where help and satisfaction shows up when I least expect it.
So I learnt to fear less and trust more. I have a job that pays me just enough and my saving and investment game isn't so great but it isn't bad either and I can sleep easy and deeply than before.
I'm not even a church going Christian. I work my faith in God with Him alone. But my trust in God is unshakeable. Even when nothing good happens, I still trust Him totally. He always, ALWAYS has my best interest at heart. Same way He has for you and everyone. So trust God more, fear less and sleep easy and deep my friend. ( I think I can call you friend yeah?)
I am still a student..... but this keeps motivating me. Though Nigeria never disappoints in delivering premium poverty like it's a national service but risk keeps you going because you never know when your breakthrough finally crash the party!!!
Fear of poverty is always on my mind. How do I make money? What do I need to learn? Where can I get another job? I'm tired and I just started this adulthood. I'm tired of life and it's struggles
I love you too, Hauwa. This is such a timely post. We learn everyday on how to navigate this thing called life, especially when it comes to money. I'm learning it's okay to fail, restrategise, and keep pushing.
My biggest fear is becoming a failure and being poor. I know how hard my life is rn and I pray it ends soon because I can't keep going like this. I can't imagine what poor people go through especially now that everything is now being branded luxury.
The fear of poverty….keeps my mind restless! I was briefly ill in 2023….God helped me, there was funds to sort it out immediately. But that single experience has made me realize that we are one sickness away from being poor….even worse if you’re breathing the Nigerian air😩
Poverty is a disease that is caused by the lack of empathy in the rich to help those who are struggling
You're very wrong.
How?
I was afraid, but I took the risk and invested the money in something I knew I needed and believed was important. Unfortunately, it didn’t work out. Now, I'm facing the very reality I was once afraid of, wondering where I will find the money again after taking that risk.
Every fear has its start, don't let it build up.
Kill it and re-strategise. You did have flaws at your next step but take every mistake and correction into consideration and create that value for yourself
I'm so sorry to read this. Investment is scary and the pain when one loses is intense but please don't give up. You will rise again.
Thank you ☺️
One of my very first posts on here was about the fear of not succeeding in life and I think that fear stemmed from the fear of poverty. I fear not being financially secure than I fear death because I know an insecure financial life can lead me to death and I'm not looking for that!
Thanks for sharing this Hauwa. I appreciate the reminder on enjoying the benefits of our labor because we deserve it too. 😌
Also, WELCOME BACK! I've been waiting for so long. I'm excited about your comeback than anyone else, even maybe yourself. 🤣🤣
Walahi Hauwa, you're my spirit person. I grew up in an affluent military family, dad was a military ambassador so I got to live in Russia, Finland and the UK. Only to turn 12 and dad got retired. Mom was a teacher in the military but the salary wasn't that great. Then dad's gratuity was held for years. There was a whole load of politics involved and to see my officer gentleman father become a security guard for some pompous bastard civilian did several things to me. First, I joined the military but got out because of the lack of security and politics involved, especially for women. I learnt that my pride is irrelevant when it came to putting food on the table for the ones I love ( I later also learnt a big lesson about entitlement but let's leave that) and yes finally, the fear of poverty almost crippled me.
I relocated back to the UK and started working like a crazy person but I spent most of my earnings on family because I was under the illusion that no one has your back like family. Dad had died years to this time. Then illness that didn't have a name hit me. Thank God for the NHS because imagine this happened in Nigeria. Temi bami niyen.
It took two and a half years to get a diagnosis. Most of my money saved had gone because I was paying for private practice trying to find out what was wrong. Finally, I knew what was wrong. It won't kill me but it has no cure and can be pretty inconvenient.
Anyways, here I am. Unable to work like before, one wrong purchase to broke and much older and alone. The fear is real.
However this is where trust comes to play big time. I have been down to nothing in the house to eat, sitting down on my sofa going "ah God, you won't watch me starve will you?". And minutes later, someone shows up at my door with a full grocery box and £50, saying God told me to get this for you!
Imagine? Good was already working out the food from 9am, for the hunger that was going to come at 1pm. ( I'm not a breakfast person). I could share countless instances where help and satisfaction shows up when I least expect it.
So I learnt to fear less and trust more. I have a job that pays me just enough and my saving and investment game isn't so great but it isn't bad either and I can sleep easy and deeply than before.
I'm not even a church going Christian. I work my faith in God with Him alone. But my trust in God is unshakeable. Even when nothing good happens, I still trust Him totally. He always, ALWAYS has my best interest at heart. Same way He has for you and everyone. So trust God more, fear less and sleep easy and deep my friend. ( I think I can call you friend yeah?)
Much love
Abi
I am still a student..... but this keeps motivating me. Though Nigeria never disappoints in delivering premium poverty like it's a national service but risk keeps you going because you never know when your breakthrough finally crash the party!!!
I get so frustrated and sad whenever I can’t afford basic things.
That’s why I’m doing all I can to make sure I become financially independent.
Thank you for this beautiful piece, Hauwa🤎
Fear of poverty is always on my mind. How do I make money? What do I need to learn? Where can I get another job? I'm tired and I just started this adulthood. I'm tired of life and it's struggles
Just comfort yourself with the fact that you're not tired alone. We're all tired together. 🥺 *virtual hug*
Hmmm, right on time.
Once bitten, twice shine. Even if you haven't been bitten sef, try to shine your eyes.
I know this might sound silly, but I don't think I can allow another person's son to do shakara for me just because I don't have as much as he does.
i always say this that when we finally have the money may our health not take it away from us, God will help us all in Jesus name, Amen 🙏🏽
Hmm my sister. This thing you talked hen. No be flesh and blood reveal am to you. Walahi!
I love you too, Hauwa. This is such a timely post. We learn everyday on how to navigate this thing called life, especially when it comes to money. I'm learning it's okay to fail, restrategise, and keep pushing.
Thisss
Thank you for this.
This sums up how most of us feel every single day. The fear of being broke.
Finallllyyyyyyy😩
Hauwaaaa!!! It's been awhile.🙂
My biggest fear is becoming a failure and being poor. I know how hard my life is rn and I pray it ends soon because I can't keep going like this. I can't imagine what poor people go through especially now that everything is now being branded luxury.
That fear of poverty, being able to spend on others but being reluctant on spending on yourself. Omo e be things
I love your contents even on twitter.