I am heartbroken and filled with disappointment as I reflect on how Skënderbeu FC has treated me. The way they let me go has left me feeling utterly betrayed. It’s not just about the departure itself, but the manner in which it unfolded. I gave everything for this club — my energy, my passion, and my commitment. I believed in the team’s vision, and I worked tirelessly to contribute to its success. Yet, in the end, I was let go without the recognition or respect I felt I deserved.
This is not just about football; it’s about loyalty, trust, and mutual respect. As a player, I always held Skënderbeu in the highest regard, thinking that our bond was one built on more than just professional obligation. But now, I feel like I was discarded without a second thought, as if my dedication and sacrifices meant nothing. The sudden decision has been incredibly painful, and I can’t shake the feeling of being misled.
It’s hard to move on when you’ve given so much to a place that has now turned its back on you. The wounds are deep, and I can’t help but feel the sting of betrayal.
