I have no idea what your day to day looks like. Or more specifically what a day like today, where every space you glance at is awash with the reminder that you are not there yet. But I applaud the strength - with which you face it all. Fielding unbelievably heartless questions year after year … Continue reading To the Mother still waiting to mother.
Dear 2020, It is with great joy that I write this letter. Not because I have anything useful to add but because of the content in which I send this. Good bye. I had so much anticipation for your arrival. Its hard to believe that that is a full 366 days away but its true. … Continue reading Before you go,…
If you have read the past two posts, you might know I have my heart wound up a little about my writing and growing old. But then again, don't most of us? ( If writing is not your jam, substitute it for the passion that keeps you awake at night.) So for today I've decided … Continue reading Letter To My 20-Year Old Self – Bikozulu
Dear 23 year old 22 21 20 year old.... Dear 20 something year old. Yep. Dear you, approaching your twenties, at the start of your twenties, in the middle of your twenties or closing the chapter of your twenties. Dear you! I wish I could claim to have plenty of wisdom to offer... I don't. … Continue reading I wish I could freeze the time at 23!
Dear self, I now know a little more about depression. I know that it hits like a wave, high at night when you are all alone and recedes during the day when you've got to fake something for the rest of the world around you. Even though you barely have the energy to get out … Continue reading Confessions of the depressed.