Forward

Happy Sunday erbody!

How’s the weather in your corner of the world? It’s been raining in Joburg since last night. It’s the perfect weather for staying cooped up in bed with a good book, a stew on the stove while in the arms of a bearded Nubian King! Wow! That escelated so quickly😂

Today I’d like to share what vaguely resembles poetry, but prefer calling prose… I’ve learned this week that moving on and getting over is dependant on me and not always on outside factors. I tend to play victim a great deal of the time to excuse my own holding on…

Anyway! Here you go! Enjoy the read!

So we’ve been sitting here.

Hunched over this mess,

throwing blame back and forth as though in a tennis match.

I’m tired.

Of sitting.

Of wallowing.

Of spewing accusations at you and wiping upthrown bile from my own face.

I’m moving forward.

You’re welcome to move with me.

Or you can stay behind and wallow on your own.

As always, I appreciating your dropping by for my posts! Your support means the world to me! Have a beautiful week! I’ll see you on Wednesday😘

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Body Love

Hey Everyone!

Is it just me or did Wednesday come way too quickly? Sunday was just the other day!

Anyway, so in South Africa, it is Women’s Month and Marie Claire is doing a nude issue to get women talking about loving their bodies as they are!

Now, you know by now that if there is a hashtag I like on Twitter, I will definately share it with you🙂 check out the most recent one here

Well, this one is #DearBody and women are using this hashtag to write love letters to their bodies!

I love this idea because we spend too much time criticising our bodies, putting them through hunger and too much working out all so we can be whatever the media has decided is sexy. I find it demoralising and stressful!

Anyway! Here is my love letter to my body!

#DearBody

I’m sorry for all the times I called you fat or ugly. You don’t deserve such names. You are strong and you have been good to me and I appreciate that

If you want to see what other women are saying about their own bodies, check out my Twitter Moment👇 , search the hashtag #DearBody or just follow me there in Twitterville!

Have a beautiful day and thanks for popping in!

Invigilation

Invigilation is a slow game of Pacman. There are, however, no winners;

Just teachers entrenched in those aisle

Picking up dropped pencils and adjusting facedown student cards- bored out of their minds

Knowing fully well that their only escape is a quiet classroom and a pile waiting for that red tick- Or red cross.

Students, stuck in their seats filling pages and pages with dates and sums and reasons in hopes that they will will be rewarded. Sometimes merely waiting for the declaration: “Pens down!”

Indeed, this game of Pacman holds us all hostage!