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
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…
The Chronicles of a Daddyless Daughter
I always told myself that I’d never take my own life because of another man. I thought women who do that lacked self-worth. But little did I know that I would be one of these women I looked down on. Although, to my defence…
Reflections of A Newbie Adult
Today is my 23rd birthday and for the past two weeks I have been in a very contemplative and reflective space- contemplating on the person that I now am and wish to become and reflecting on the person that I have been. It has only been two years into adulthood and yet I still have not quite …
Learning To Forgive Myself
It has been exactly three years since one of my closest homies lost their fight to depression and committed suicide. It is quite peculiar that on the morning of his burial anniversary I woke up terribly missing him
