Never invest more than you can ever afford to Lose.

Hold down your Guns! Yes. Never invest more than you can ever afford to lose. I do understand the principle of investment but this principle does not always work in the absence of money. When it comes to relationships this principle flops desperately. And I strongly believe there are so many people who have been a victim of this. Many speakers are experts not because they are genius in their area of expertise; but rather by the many mistakes they have made and the times they have been up and down. Disclaimer; I ain't an exception either .I have learned my share of lessons too.

God will always give you very dear people from family to friends in your life. Real friends in deed; very reliable people to embrace. This does not mean that you will not experience ‘Friends in Need’. They will always be around us. Just be keen to differentiate them. Any time you keep friends in need, you will lose more than you can afford to. Yes you will. They may never be as really ~~‘needy’~~ as you may want to imagine. Many times it is that friend who lives in a better place than you, drives a better car than yours, has a better job than you, financially stable than you etc. From experience .I have had some of these friends and lost more than I could afford several times. Several years ago a friend in need and a colleague worth a number of millions conned me a few shillings and told me to count my loses straight on my face. Looking back, I just realized how many times ignored the ~~neediness~~ in this friend. Yes it was a lot of money but I let go not because I could afford but because it was a lesson well learnt from my end.

Invest wisely in your relationships and evaluate regularly. If you are the only one giving in a relationship, that’s a toxic. Just Leave. We all have friends in need but be quick to identify them and know exactly how to deal with them. In all relationships either romantic or not; whether family or friends. Do not invest more than you can afford to lose.

Prepared by Dinah Muthuka

www.youngjewels.org

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