I’m 27 years old, and I’m from India. I am married and have three beautiful children. My middle child is a boy, 2 years old, and the rest are girls. The oldest is only 5 years old, and the youngest is under 1 year and still breastfeeding.
I grew up in a poor family and have only one brother who is physically handicapped; he cannot walk and needs to use a wheelchair to move around. My father left us 8 years ago before I got married, and my mother has taken care of us since then. My life has been a struggle since my parents divorced, and because of that, I had to drop my education to take care of my mother and older brother. I hadn’t had time to finish my graduation, and as a result, I was unable to find a good enough job to sustain my family.
After going through many hard times to earn money, time passed, and I got married when I was 22. After having 3 kids, I moved to Delhi, trying to find a better job.