My name is Phumeza, a 29-year-old mother of one daughter. I was born in Thembisa Hospital and raised in Orange Farm, Johannesburg. I grew up with two older sisters, and our childhood was not as easy. But despite all the struggles, my mother worked tirelessly to ensure we had…
Dating someone with albinism has been a journey filled with both beautiful moments and challenging realities. He’s an amazing guy, kind, funny, and so strong. But our relationship isn’t without its challenges, especially when it comes to societal perceptions.
In my community and in most African communities, there are deep-rooted…
The journey of raising my teenage daughter as a single mom has not been easy. Some days, the weight of responsibilities feels like an huge mountain, but I push through because I love my daughter with everything in me.
The absence of her father is what makes everything even harder….
My feelings have been all over the place lately, and I’m stuck between two different ones. Recently, I’ve been having trouble with the idea of being a submissive girlfriend. I do want to take care of my relationship and help my partner, that’s not the case. I’ve worked hard…
At the tender age of 12, my family experienced an incredibly trying period in our life. My mother had been employed at Kiblepark, providing our family with some sort of stability and comfort. It was not much, but it was something. However, an unexpected turn of events when the…
Being a mother at the age of 18 was undoubtedly one of the most challenging, yet ultimately transformative experiences of my life. At that tender age, I found myself standing at the threshold of adulthood, with the weight of motherhood suddenly thrust upon my shoulders. It was a path…
In a world where strength is forged,
my tale of resilience is told,
a soul born and raised by a single mom,
Through trials faced, a spirit bold.
From the very first breath, I embraced,
A love that knew no bounds or end,
With every hurdle, my mother’s grace,
Guided me, a beacon, a faithful friend…
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…
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…