This is the story of how my life collapsed — not as punishment, but as preparation. From Thailand to lockdowns, homelessness, betrayal, family breakdown and the death of my brother, every fall became the birthplace of my prophetic calling. What looked like failure was actually divine excavation. God stripped away everything that could not carry the mantle. This is the testimony of how collapse became the making of me — the season where God forged a prophet in the wilderness.