Dear Coach, I am an ailing lion, very wounded. Life has bruised me and I know that it is my fault that I am in this condition.

A few years ago I embarked on the tendering business and I became very prosperous. I was the age of eighteen (18) at the time I started. I bought everything that my heart desired and everything I bought cash. Every weekend I hosted so many people at my house for a party which wasted so much money.

It is amazing that some of the people who came I never met before. It was just insane. I have been reflecting on those days, my heart swells with so much unbearable pain because I have not been getting any tenders anymore. All the people that I was instrumental to have turned their backs on me.

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