Not everything has to be spectacular— for it to have been life, love and laughter. It can just be.
Live, Love, Laugh: The decline of cringe and authenticity on social media
the scream
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reaching 100
it was almost poetic that the 100th post on my site was about writer's block. more so because in this month, two years ago, i started this blog. a blog i started because i was struggling to write academically. in february i registered for my phd. and like clock work i couldn't write again. at... Continue Reading →
the block
i have written myself out of darkness, never did i imagine that fog would freeze my pen
-dear diary
all I used to have were unfinished thoughts dear diary... fragmented parts of myself, that stopped writing at the fear of being uncovered. having your privacy violated, particularly when it is your innermost thoughts, makes you lose trust. not only in those around you but even in yourself- how can you trust the words not... Continue Reading →
They Call Me Baartman
Self love is unlearning the centuries old myths of black undesirability, Unlearning self-hatred Self-love is Sara-Baartma
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