A letter to me – my journey through medicine

To survive repeating final year, I knew I had to be kind to myself. I could not afford to beat myself up and be self-hating in 2018. I had to tell myself that I was capable, that I could move any mountain I set my eyes on. So, I wrote myself letters. Letters of admirationContinue reading “A letter to me – my journey through medicine”

Hey so uhm, I failed – my journey through medicine

Revealing that I failed was gut-wrenching. I thought I could control it – when, how and to whom I told my story. I was wrong. It happened here and there, now and then. It was unplanned, erratic, haphazard. It was not in my control. I first told Khutso*. It was not hard at all becauseContinue reading “Hey so uhm, I failed – my journey through medicine”

27 things I now know at 27…happy birthday to me!!!

Today is my birthday. I have been alive for 27 years. This means my knowledge of the world should be enough to fill archives on archives of storage files (it does not). I shan’t go on a defeatist rampage about how I had planned my 27th birthday at the start of the year (read: longContinue reading “27 things I now know at 27…happy birthday to me!!!”

T*W Whose agency is it anyway? On rape and silence (part 2)

Was I just, was I just violated?Nah, don’t be silly man. He did not rape you. If he had, you’d be traumatized. You’d be having flashbacks and you’d be bruised, torn. Face – disheveled. Legs – unmovable. Vagina – dismembered. Hotel – Trivago. Isn’t that what we had been taught on TV, in movies, thatContinue reading “T*W Whose agency is it anyway? On rape and silence (part 2)”

T*W. Whose agency is it anyway? On rape and silence (part 1)

I let him hug me goodbye in the middle of a public road and giggled when he tried to kiss meI stood frozen as I watched him walk away, a shy smile on my lips, not anticipating the tears that would soon betray my face. I stood frozen and watched him walk awayWhen his silhouetteContinue reading “T*W. Whose agency is it anyway? On rape and silence (part 1)”

To be wanted fully, loudly and unapologetically

I met Zulu just before varsity closed for the semester break. It was during one of the parties my friends and I regularly hosted after exams. He did not particularly stand out at the party. In fact, I only came to learn of his name when the gathering ended and we all parted ways. AsContinue reading “To be wanted fully, loudly and unapologetically”