I Was Told I’D Never Make It — Here’S What They Didn’T See Coming

They looked at me and saw nothing special.

Too black. Too broke. Too bold.

Not enough education, not enough experience, not enough of whatever they thought I needed.

I heard the whispers. I felt the judgment.

But I kept going.

You see, what they didn’t see was the fire in me.

The sleepless nights. The quiet prayers.

The silent battles I fought with no applause.

They didn’t know that every insult became fuel.

That I turned rejection into redirection.

I’ve walked through shame, fear, and failure — but I never unpacked there.

Because I wasn’t born to blend in. I was born to break through.

Africa doesn’t need more doubters.

It needs more doers — people like you, reading this, daring to rise.

So if you’ve been counted out, good.

Because comebacks were made for people like us.

You don’t need permission.

You need fire.

And if no one believes in you, believe in yourself enough for all of them.