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When My Friends Are Making It and I’m Not

When My Friends Are Making It and I’m Not

So, this post is specially dedicated to every young person who feels like they keep drifting further and further away from their dreams, to every person who feels estranged amongst their friends because they are the only one in the group who is simply just not getting that greatly envied degree or qualification...

My Journey to Reclaiming Christianity

My Journey to Reclaiming Christianity

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The year 2015 is the year when everything flipped for me spiritually. Church and Christianity are all that I had known my entire life. 2015 is the year everything about those, once intimately acquainted spaces stopped making sense to me. I became alienated from everything and everyone. Was God even real? Because suddenly, for me, the church no longer resembled the beautiful bride of Christ that I had come to know. I couldn’t wait to complete the term of my leadership responsibilities and be done with that place, once and for all. I couldn’t stand the pretentiousness and hypocrisy. I couldn’t believe the passivity and silence of the church on social injustices.

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While You Are Still Waiting for the Sun to Shine Your Way

While You Are Still Waiting for the Sun to Shine Your Way

To tell you the truth, more times than often, I feel unfulfilled in my own life. There is always a lingering feeling of discontentment and disappointment I have towards my life.

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The Fragility of Life

The Fragility of Life

We live, second to second; minute to minute—day in, day out as if that’s the way it will always be. We do not dare to imagine that a day (at least not in the imminent present time) will come when life’s clock stops ticking for us and most of all, for those we love.

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Dear Sakhiwo: To the One I Loved Like No Other

Dear Sakhiwo: To the One I Loved Like No Other

“There is no greater joy than the one of waking up one day and realising that the wound that caused sleepless nights does not burn anymore.” —Katlego Llale

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Being the Other Woman: Tales of a Disorientated Hopeless Romantic

Being the Other Woman: Tales of a Disorientated Hopeless Romantic

It all began with a wave on Facebook after many years of having lost touch. He waved, and I found myself being a character in a plot I dared to never rehearse for. I never imagined a day would come when I become the other woman, fighting and striving for a man to choose me over someone else… Begging for the crumbs of the chunks of love that he already gives to another woman, chunks he has been consistently giving for a good five years. And in my naive idealism, there’s a part of me that hoped (and even thought) that someone would walk away from a relationship that they’ve worked on for so long…

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