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brianwambui5 · 7 months ago
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Are You Ready for the Unexpected?
I asked myself this one question: What if your job stops right now? How long would your savings and investments sustain you and your family?
Life is unpredictable. Saving and investing for the future isn’t just wise—it’s necessary. Things happen when we least expect them, and being unprepared can leave you feeling helpless. I know this firsthand. Right now, I have nothing to my name, and when something happens to my kids, I’m only informed—not because I’m not their father, but because I can’t contribute financially.
It hurts deeply to feel like you can’t be counted on by your own family. My goal now is simple: to become the problem solver for my entire family. I want to be the one they turn to in times of crisis.
Take care of yourself—eat well, sleep early, support your family, save wisely, and invest for the future. Prepare for the worst so you can always give your best.
If you’d like to support me on my journey, you can buy me a coffee here: buymeacoffee.com/Brianwambui
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brianwambui5 · 8 months ago
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RESPECT: THE FOUNDATION OF TRUE HUMAN CONNECTION
Respect is one of the most powerful tools a person can possess. When you show respect to others—whether they’re older or younger—it often comes back to you. Respect isn’t just a courtesy; it’s a way of valuing other people, their beliefs, and their perspectives. It’s about understanding that everyone’s experiences and opinions matter. If we learn to listen more and speak less, we can gain so much wisdom from those around us. After all, that’s why we have two ears and one mouth: to listen twice as much as we talk.
By listening, we become better people, more empathetic, and more understanding. Imagine putting yourself in someone else’s shoes before judging them. Not everyone shares the same beliefs, ideas, or experiences. Some people may follow different religions or come from diverse backgrounds, but there’s always something to learn from them. Each day is an opportunity to grow and expand our minds. It’s okay if some things don’t align with our own beliefs; true wisdom is recognizing and respecting these differences.
Love one another, and treat others as you would like to be treated. If you have the means to help someone in need, do so without expecting anything in return. True kindness is giving simply because you can, trusting that goodness will come back to you in time. No matter what, always strive to be kind and helpful. One person can indeed make a difference in the world, and that change can start with you. Remember, you are special, and with faith, focus, and trust in God, anything is possible.
When someone wrongs you, approach them with humility. Some mistakes are accidental, and the person may not even realize they’ve hurt you. Speaking kindly allows for understanding and forgiveness, which can mend relationships and create stronger bonds. As Proverbs 28:27 says, “He who gives to the poor will never lack.” Let’s make an effort to give, to understand, and to be a source of light in a world that so desperately needs it.
If you appreciate this message and feel inspired to support me, you can buy me a coffee. Any contribution will help me continue sharing insights and reflections like this. Here’s the link:
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brianwambui5 · 8 months ago
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THE JOURNEY OF A FAMILY MAN
My name is Brian Mburu Wambui. I was born and raised in Kenya, East Africa, by a single mother. I’m now 27 years old, with two wonderful sons who are 5 and 3. Growing up in a single-parent household wasn’t easy. From a young age, I had to understand what it meant to struggle, and I was forced to mature quickly to help my mother and contribute to our survival. Life has never been kind, and that has shaped me in ways I’m still trying to understand.
My early years were a mix of hope and hardship. I went through kindergarten and primary school like any other child, holding on to dreams of a better future. But when I reached secondary school, everything changed. During my third year, we simply couldn’t afford the fees anymore. I was around 16 or 17 when I had to drop out. It was a tough blow because education had been my hope for a different kind of life, a chance to break free from the cycle of poverty.
After dropping out, reality hit hard. With no formal qualifications, I took up the first job I could find: car washing. I worked long hours, from morning until late at night, scrubbing cars for little pay. If I made any mistakes, the employers would deduct from my already meager salary. It wasn’t just the physical labor that was tough; it was the constant reminder that some people don’t see others as human beings deserving of dignity. It was just about making a profit, even if it meant exploiting those who had nothing else. I tried to keep going, but the job felt more like slavery, and eventually, I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to walk away.
Since then, I've done a variety of hustles, each one more challenging than the last. Whether it was odd jobs, manual labor, or selling small items, I did whatever I could to make a living. But no matter how hard I worked, it felt like I was always just barely getting by. Life was about surviving from one day to the next, and I could never seem to catch a break.
The constant struggle took a heavy toll on my personal life. The mother of my children—my partner, the woman I thought I would share my life with—grew tired of our circumstances. She couldn’t handle the daily grind, the poverty, the lack of basic comforts, and eventually, she left. That broke me in a way that’s hard to put into words. I was left to raise my sons alone, haunted by thoughts of whether I had failed them. The thought of my children growing up to see me as a man who couldn’t make a better life for them weighs heavily on my mind every day.
Poverty has been my constant companion, from the day I was born until now. To this day, I’ve never known the simple privacy of having my own toilet. I've always had to pay for basic needs like water, showers, and even using the bathroom. It’s a kind of existence that chips away at your dignity. This is not a life I would wish on anyone, not even my worst enemy.
There are times when I wake up and question why I’m still here. It feels like life is just a series of endless suffering, and each day is another step deeper into despair. I’ve often wondered if I’m cursed—if my life was always meant to be this way, filled with one hardship after another. I long for a life where I can rest and be happy, where I can enjoy the simple pleasures that so many people take for granted: a home where I can feel safe, a steady income, and the ability to watch my children grow up without the constant fear of not having enough.
To cope with the stress and overwhelming sense of hopelessness, I turned to chewing khat. It’s not a solution, but it helps me escape, even if just for a while. When I’m sober, the reality hits harder: a life that feels like it’s going nowhere, where every effort seems to end in failure. I chew khat to dull the pain, to avoid thinking too much about all the things I’ve lost and the dreams I’ve had to let go. It’s not something I’m proud of, but at times, it feels like the only thing that helps me get through the day.
Despite everything, there is still a part of me that hopes for a better future. It may be a faint hope, but it’s there. I look at my children, and I want more for them. I want them to grow up in a world where they don’t have to struggle like I did, where they have the opportunities that I never had. I hope they grow up to be strong and find success in ways that I couldn’t. If there’s one thing I can do, it’s to teach them the value of resilience and kindness.
If you feel moved by my story and would like to support me, you can buy me a coffee. Any small gesture of kindness is deeply appreciated and helps me keep going. Here’s the link:
If you’re reading this, I hope you take a moment to be grateful for the things you have. Don’t take anything for granted. If you have a stable life, a roof over your head, and the ability to meet your needs without worry, cherish it. Not everyone is that fortunate. And if you’re someone who has never known hardship, remember that life isn’t fair for everyone. Show compassion where you can, because sometimes a little kindness can go a long way.
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