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So much of my life has been an emotional struggle. A struggle between what I wanted to do and what I thought I should do. I just didn’t think it was okay to be myself. To do what I wanted to do. Trying to be yourself isn’t the easiest road to travel even though it should be. I was so afraid of failing. I was so afraid of disappointing everyone around me. Something tells me that if you’re reading this, you know how it feels. You know how it feels to

On the weekend we went out to a family friendly restaurant specifically so my son who is now 14 months old could play with some other kids. After our meal, I took him into the play area. He was walking around singing to himself as he usually does when he decided to pick up some little plastic balls from the ball pit. So there he was, walking around holding two balls, one in each hand, still singing when some little asshole of a child (probably around age 3 or 4)

“I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear.” – Nelson Mandela This is a quote that I find myself repeating over and over again to myself throughout my life. It seems to have settled in my head as some sort of mantra. Life can be so terrifying. You come up with an idea and it’s amazing. You write it down and you mind map and plan.

So many of us spend our days coasting along through life just passing time from one day to the next. We go to jobs that pay us because we need the money, we see people we don’t really like but we’ve known a long time and we plod from one moment to the next because that’s what is required. What if I told you there was a better way to live? What if I told you that a fulfilled life involved making the decision to be present in your life.

Almost one in five children in South Africa start school every single day without having had any breakfast. “A hungry child struggles to follow what is going on in the classroom,” explained Soweto Grade 2 teacher Khuziwe Shiba, who teaches at Ikwezi Primary School in Mofolo North, a school that will benefit from the Breakfast for Better Days initiative. “The kids who have breakfast come to school bubbly, loving, smiling and active, and look forward to the day ahead. The ones that don’t have breakfast are gloomy, tired, passive and

I think one of the greatest challenges we face in the world today is being afraid to embrace what makes us awesome. The truth is, we have a serious fear of rejection and failure. The truth is, we will do so many things in our lives that we aren’t good at and we will no doubt fail doing those things. That’s just part of life. We will fail, we will be rejected and we will be told we aren’t good enough. What matters is that every time we fall down, we

As women, we are expected to be a certain way and do certain things. Anything outside of that is improper. We need to suck it up and accept that this is how it has “always been” as if that’s some excuse for letting it continue in the same way for all eternity still. You must act like a lady and dress like a lady. You must be the ideal woman. As if there is such a thing. We are expected to be  neat clean polite thin beautiful grateful attentive thankful

By Mervyn Dziva The older I get the more I hear that “being an adult is hard”, to which I’m often tempted to reply “You know what’s hard? Having to develop tactics to stop myself from having to check that the door is locked. At 3am in the morning. For the tenth time. In someone else’s house. That’s hard!” Of course I don’t say that, being considerate of other’s struggles is part of being an adult. I usually commiserate since I mostly agree that growing up is hard. These are

The first time I told my family I was seeing a therapist, a certain person told me that I must not speak about it in public because I won’t get a job if people know that I have “mental problems”. At the time, I was seeing a therapist to help me cope with the death of my father. After that comment that I shouldn’t tell anyone, I walked away feeling shame, thinking seeing her was something I shouldn’t talk about, that somehow I was weaker because of it. I went

My son has been a pretty decent sleeper from the start. I know I’m lucky. “They” all tell you to get all the rest you can now because you’re never going to sleep again but the truth for us, was that Oden started to mostly sleep through the night at 3 months old. Yes, we know exactly how lucky we were. BUT then that changed and he’d randomly wake up and play for 3 hours in the middle of some nights. Thanks SO much teething. So we learnt never to

Hi there friends Let’s talk about that hoax you’ve been sharing all over Facebook! Not sure what I’m talking about? Here, let me remind you… Everything you’ve ever posted becomes public from tomorrow. Even messages that have been deleted or the photos not allowed. It costs nothing for a simple copy and paste, better safe than sorry. Channel 13 News talked about the change in Facebook’s privacy policy. I do not give Facebook or any entities associated with Facebook permission to use my pictures, information, messages or posts, both past and

Being yourself is a daily struggle, a daily battle we fight against ourselves, against those around us. We are surrounded by rules. How to live, how to be, what to do and when. We take lunch, when we are told we can and go home at an hour dictated to us by the rules. We follow these rules, the book of how to for life. We do because our parents before us did, because our children are expected to. But what if you don’t? What if you break the rules

I’ve spent the majority of my life working in the Non-profit sector in one way or another. First as a volunteer and then as an intern and finally working my way up the ranks as a person being paid to do what I love. Which was pretty cool. Except working in those positions, killed my passion. The higher up the ranks you move, the more you’re privy to, the more you realise that things are not all they seem in the “do good” sector. Lack of accountability For one, funds

I saw a meme on Facebook yesterday that said these simple words; she’s strong but she’s exhausted (r.h. Sin). I had to stop for a minute and read it again and I thought, that’s me! That’s exactly me. I’ve been trying to figure out what’s going on. I’m tired all the time, I’m drained, I feel like life and living is impossible. I find myself questioning all the time how I could have stayed alive to be where I am right now. A place where nothing seems to be going

What does a life of value look like to you? It’s a really personal matter and no one is here to tell you the answers to questions like this. You’ve got to be brace enough to look at your life and try to figure out the parts that make you happy and the parts that don’t. The ones that make you happy you can put under the life of value box. The ones that don’t, put those under the throw out box. Am I truly happy in my life as it

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