In the month following my last encounter with Jean, several things changed. I was different, and it affected my workflow. I took two weeks of rest without any clients to get back into the right mental space like I always did. But this time, two weeks were not enough. I was messed up emotionally to the point where for the next month, I only accepted the clients I felt some kind of loyalty to. I did not have the same …
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Written by Nobuhle Nyoni PART 1 “Is she psychic? Or a magician, maybe? How did she know my period would come by so quickly? It has been four days since she said it, and it has …
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Written by Nobuhle Nyoni PART 2 Saturday came sooner than she wanted it to. It felt like she had only slept 5 minutes before waking up to prepare for her therapy session. The entire time, she …
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Written by Nobuhle Nyoni PART 1 “I didn’t have a reason for snapping at Ropa today, but somehow, she got on my nerves. We always tease each other about our crushes and laugh, but today it …
Written by Oladoyin Alana The first time I summoned courage to question the church, I was in my teenage years. I couldn’t understand why my friend, Ruth*, refused to attend service one Sunday. When I asked …