I was born into a large extended family, and despite being the third child, I received a lot of love from my father. However, this love made other family members reject me, and I often felt lonely when he wasn’t around. This led me to believe that everyone disliked…
Living amidst a group of people who I would consider to be illiterate made me see a world of constant chatter, insults, and a lot of unplanned pregnancies. My journey into the life of a housewife began when I was 23 years old, having just met my boyfriend. I…
A lot of the time, I worried, “What if all my hard work is for nothing?” Being worried about these things made me feel heavy. I would question my choices and ask myself, “Should I think again about this?” It might be best to wait another year. “I’ll be…
My first year working in Corporate South Africa as a black woman was a journey of both triumphs and challenges, a year that reshaped my perspective on the corporate world and my own identity.
Entering a predominantly white corporate environment, I carried a mixture of excitement and apprehension. It was…
I can’t help but feel like I don’t quite fit in. It’s not that anything particularly significant happened, but it’s just this nagging sense of not belonging that’s been weighing on my mind. Every day I go about my usual routine, surrounded by people at work, and yet, there’s…
Growing up in a family of six individuals, which consisted of my grandmother, father, mother, uncle, sister, and myself, my life embarked on a challenging journey from the very beginning. I remember one fateful year, 1998 to be precise when I was just a Grade 1 learner, my innocence…
Here’s how my story goes: It all started in 2013 when I had an accident that changed my life and caused my left leg to be amputated. Since then, my life has been hard in a lot of ways. Because of the disability, my relationship with my mother got…
When I think about my choice to sign the prenuptial agreement, I feel a wave of different feelings. At the time, it seemed like a smart and sensible choice, a way to protect against an unsure future. But as time has gone on, questions and regrets have started to…
As I stand at this crossroads of custom and modernity, my heart is torn between wanting to respect traditional beliefs and wanting my child’s well-being to come first. My husband and I have had a difficult conversation about circumcision, which shows how hard it is to be a parent…