Losing Yourself In A Relationship

It’s only after 6-7 months of being out of my previous relationship that I started to regain a sense of self. I stopped pushing away the things I’d been interested in since I was young ( Anime, Gaming, Competitive Sports and just being free and independent enough to do what i want) and they became…

Woman Empowered?

As a millennial woman, (someone who came of age between 2000 and 2010), I grew up being bombarded with messages of strong women who could “have both“. I grew up in an age were women started to become leaders of industry en masse and breadwinners in their own right. This is an amazing step in…

🙃Living With An Ex 🙃

  DISCLAIMER: THIS POST IS VERY UNEDITED SO DON’T JUDGE LMAO   I was 20 turning 21 when I experienced love for the first time. My ex and I clicked so much that before I knew it he was living in my student accommodation with me. Fast forward three years and we lived in a…

Letter To Mum(my)

Mum, It’s 2017 and I’m 23. After 8 years of being angry and confused I feel it’s time we spoke. Remember in 2007 before Zimbabwe got Wi-Fi and we used to write each other handwritten letters. Something we had to stop doing when  I wrote a letter describing the abuses I was under living at…

Letter To Me RE: Letting Go

Before I start this post I’d like to say how amazing the support and words of encouragement were after i posted the Dear Mum(my) post back in March  That article was a part of a healing process that was actually sparked by UK Grime and Hip Hop artist Stormzy and his song Lay Me Bare; “Like bro…

Mental Health and Zimbabwe -We Deserve To Be Happy

  One in four Zimbabweans suffers from some form of mental illness, but there are only 13 psychiatrists in a country of about 15.6 million. I think we all know someone from back home or someone who’s still back home right now that suffers from mental health problems, but we do nothing to help them…….

Dear Angry Black Girl/Woman 

See I have spent most of my adult life worrying about how I’m perceived and trying to avoid the angry black girl persona ( loud, passionate and clapping my hands to punctuate my sentences)