I plunged into depression. I could not eat. Even when I was around people, I felt alone. I felt like I was in a dark place and nothing could bring me joy. I had a huge void that nothing and no one could fill.

Although Mpho was blessed with a good job and also got married, his marriage encountered great difficulties which led to a divorce. Feeling lost and confused, he stopped attending services in the church. It was after a deep introspection that he realised he could not live without God and decided to go back to the church.

I harboured deep resentment towards my father and even wished ill upon him. We lived in a shack and it was not easy. There were nights we went to sleep on empty stomachs.