There's a stage in one’s life where they go home after being away for so long and it feels as if time stood still. The thing is, being back can make you feel stuck. It can make you feel as if your past and your past self are dragging you into quicksand, unleashing feelings that … Continue reading Stuck in a stage.
“I don’t see colour” An effort to let me know that I am no different to you than you are to me To assure me that my race does not change anything between you and I You have good intentions I see, But facts remain, My race matters in this world that we live in … Continue reading See my pride.
On the fifteenth of the fifth month, it is my birthday A day many put emphasis on, A day I never really understood I enjoyed celebrating others but never myself. All the attention on me, people doing things for me With me “Why?” I remember when my classmates would have pool parties, Musical chairs, piñatas … Continue reading Gratitude.
We all get nervous, We all have those times when we don’t know what to do or say, Moments where our bodies feel paralysed and our minds go blank Moments when we are scared of looking stupid, so we sit in silence. What do we call these moments when they feel more than nerves? When … Continue reading Sprinkles of anxiety.
Self-love is a dream that many strive for, that may never truly become a reality until something about us is accepted through a western world trend. This reality that we succumb to is fracturing our sense of self, our ability to be at one with ourselves. I remember when he said to me, “I like … Continue reading I am not a trend.
My journey of self-worth began with me, but it truly began with a person. Someone who acted as a catalyst, that accelerated a feeling that should have been evident in the first place. “You deserve so much more” “You are beautiful” “You are worth it” These are words that ring true but are not believed … Continue reading My Person.
“When you go to University you will find your people” This is what they tell you when the prospect of university is on the horizon. This is true for some but for others this process is much harder. I left secondary school with the expectation of finding people I would belong with. A group of … Continue reading Rebuilding Foundations