Being trapped in a cycle of low income is not the life I envisioned. I watch others talk about being "stuck in the middle-income trap," but for me, it's even more difficult—I'm barely getting by. Every time I manage to save a little or think about investing, something urgent comes up, like my children's school fees. There's always a need, always an emergency, always a reason to spend. It feels like trying to carry water in a basket—no matter how hard I try, it keeps slipping through.
The debt trap makes everything worse. I don’t waste money on luxuries or unnecessary things. I live modestly, trying to make every coin stretch. But with such a low income, even basic needs become a challenge. Paying debts means I have even less left for food, school, or healthcare. Every loan I take seems like temporary relief, but in reality, it pulls me deeper into the hole. I try to be disciplined, but discipline doesn’t increase income—it only delays collapse.
I used to earn a little extra from Hive, posting blogs and sharing stories, but that too has declined. My posts don’t attract attention anymore, maybe because I no longer have the energy or time to create meaningful content. Most of my day is spent outside, trying to earn anything I can to survive. Creativity suffers when your mind is consumed with survival. Hive was once a spark of hope, but that light is dimming.
Sometimes, I find myself silently wishing for a miracle—something unexpected to break this cycle. I don’t need millions, just enough to breathe, to build, to grow. A fair opportunity to rise. Right now, the struggle feels endless. But even in the darkness, a small part of me still hopes that something will change, that one day, I will break free from this trap.