₦15 and a Heavy Heart 💔(29 march 2026)

I didn’t think it would ever get to this point.
People say things are getting expensive, but I didn’t know it would feel this personal… this painful.
Today, I checked my account balance.
₦15.
Just ₦15.
I kept staring at my phone like it would change if I looked long enough. Like maybe I was seeing it wrong. But no… that was all I had.
₦15.
At that moment, something inside me sank.
Not just because of the money… but because of what it meant. The emptiness. The uncertainty. The quiet fear of “what do I do now?”

I felt so low… so helpless.
It’s a different kind of pain when you’re hungry and there’s nothing you can really do about it. Not even enough to buy something small. Not even enough to comfort yourself.
So tonight, I bought sugar and drank garri.
Not because I wanted it.
But because it was the only thing I could manage.
As I drank it, I just sat there… thinking. Thinking about how life can change so quickly. Thinking about how hard things have become. Thinking about how I got here.
And honestly…
I didn’t feel okay.
There was this quiet sadness in me. The kind that doesn’t even let you cry properly. The kind that just sits in your chest and makes everything feel heavy.
But even in all this…
I’m still here.
Still breathing.
Still hoping—because I have to believe this isn’t how my story ends.
Maybe one day, I’ll look back at this moment and realize it didn’t break me…
It only made me stronger.
But tonight?
Tonight, it hurts.💔💔@booming04
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