04/08/2026
Football, I really loved you.
I believed in you. I believed you could change lives.I started this journey with so many friends. Most of them stopped. I kept going.
Through the hardest moments, I moved forward. Stories like Pauline Zulu’s kept me going a girl from a one-roomed house with siblings and an elder brother, who went on to build a house for her parents. Stories like that gave me joy and purpose.
People told me for years: “This football needs a strong heart. It’s frustrating. People will use you.” I looked past those stories and told myself, “Mine will be different.” I judged those who gave up so easily.
But now... I feel their pain. I understand why they stopped.
The truth is, you can give your entire life in service to people on this earth. You can die in poverty, just trying to keep your kids safe, waiting on you to provide. You can give up everything to do good. And yet the world often rewards the bad, while those who give their all are left with nothing.
I’ve helped players who went on to gain wealth, while I stayed the same.Year in, year out.
My greatest fear right now is becoming like those coaches I used to know the ones who gave everything for development, gained nothing, lost hope, and opened a katemba just to feed their families.
Truth is, I’m really hurting right now. But I also know this: I am stronger than this moment.
The journey continues. 🇿🇲