Growing up I never knew my biological father, my mother and I never discussed him at all. I lived with my mother and my step father as well as 2 step siblings and 2 half brother and other extended family. I never missed my father as my life was very busy with chores and school and the desire to be independent. So i burried myself into books. I worked so hard in my education. There was no room for failure because, all the time when I asked for money or any luxurious staff, my mother always said there was no money. If there was not enough of any treats, my mum would always favour the other children over me. I never thought much of it as she would always say, \’Uzakhula uzithengele\’, which meant, you will grow up and buy it yourself. This fueled my desire to be independent. Now looking back I feel that could contributed to my sense of lack, a sense of believing that nice things are for other people, that money was for other people. I have come a long way in the financial journey, I have been in a good carrier my pay is ok, but I feel I could have more guidance as a child when it comes to finances and also just being told that I can also have anything that I want.
I only met my father a