Category: Reflective

I Carry Keloids, and This Is My Story A letter from the keloid girl, for anyone who has ever felt ashamed of their skin. I am writing this with keloids…

So what is forgiveness, really?People throw the word around like confetti. “Just forgive and move on,” they say, as if it’s as easy as deleting a WhatsApp message you sent…

Once upon a time, women didn’t need passports to survive. Their passports were their hands, their soil, and their seeds. A woman could raise five kids, grow cotton, maize, or…

Let’s be honest, in our society, a woman who has a child outside marriage automatically gets stamped with one ugly label mvana. In the eyes of many, that word carries…

She wanted her daughter to always know one thing — Mom loves you, always. No matter what the world says, no matter how life unfolded, that was the truth she…