16 days…
Yesterday marked the start of 16 days of activism against abuse.. Abuse comes in many forms, but regardless of what form it takes it is ALWAYS inexcusable. I am going to share something with you.. an excerpt from one of the most painful days of my life but turned out to be one of the best days of my life… CHAPTER ONE The day that changed it all.. I can’t breathe, I feel like such a fool! How could I have been THAT blind! Look at him, walking around the garden all proud of himself now. I can see the smile of satisfaction on his face even through all the tears. WHY is he smiling!? I knew something was wrong the last few days, but I would never have guessed in my wildest dreams that he felt the way he has just expressed to me. Am I really all the things he...
the BIG favour …
OK, so as most of you know I have been hinting and cajoling and been super vague about this BIG but totally worthy Favour!! I am not asking this of just anyone really.. I am asking this of YOU, YOU and YOU! My friends, My family, My Connections, EVERYONE including ol’ Hairyknuckle.. it shouldn’t take more than 5 min and for every person who does this for me I will send Happy Thoughts wrapped in hugs and tickles!! WHERE TO GO: Here –>> www.SPRINGLEAP.com ->> login or register<<- WHAT TO DO: Vote for me (GIMME A BIG 5) of course!!! HOW DO YOU FIND ME: My T-Shirt Design will have a thumbnail that looks like this ->> Which will expand to the final T-Shirt design that looks like this ->> titled …...
Surprised with Pain..
2003 Arsefuk had been acting moody all morning.. Daisy, a friend from Jozi, was visiting for a few days and I was concerned that he was annoyed with her presence.. He did not like people staying over.. but I hadnt had a friend over for quite awhile.. so I didn’t think he would be so bothered. What I didnt know was that I would never forget that morning and the events for a very long time. It was early.. His agitation was clearly evident.. It almost looked like each hair on his body was standing to attention. He was getting ready for work and I could take it no longer. I asked him to come outside for a minute because I needed to talk to him. Daisy and the kids were still sleeping and I didn’t want them to hear. It was soo quiet outside, and the sun was...
Of secrets discovered..
1986 I was only 12.. and a very young 12 too. I had a mom, a dad, various brothers and sisters, 2 dogs, gerbils and played make believe that my broom allowed me to fly… I didn’t even know we had a secret.. and it would’ve probably not been so bad being told about it had it not been in the midst of chaos, sadness and change.. My dad was leaving us.. more correctly he was leaving my mom.. going away to be a family with someone else.. And this was not the time to tell me about secrets.. I didn’t want to hear anymore.. I wanted things to be the way they were.. .. but we all know that no matter how hard we cry and how many tears we shed. Things will be what they are. So my dad left .. and then the truth had to be revealed to us. It was time...
And then there was *Pyre…
1987 I was very pleased with my newly acquired friendship with the blonde who happened to have a great right hook and an inexplicable talent to crush you with her thighs in a scissor like grip.. QueenG was such an awesome babe and proceeded to introduce me to all the local yocals as they were.. There was this one family in particular that really sparked my interest in many ways.. Two brothers and One sister.. I never knew what the mom did for a living but I just know she was hardly ever there.. The dad however was a big dude with a towtruck.. yes, I said it.. a towtruck. *Ando and *Pyre were almost the same age 14 and 13 respectfully and then there was the little sister *Janet who was in desperate need of therapy obviously evident back then already.. Pyre was...
Welcoming Committee…
1987 I was 13 years old going on 26 (minus the boobs) and not the prettiest girl about, being all tall and gangly with no boobs and big feet but I had my following of friends who thought I was cool and then there was of course the one boy who didn’t mind kissing me when the need arose from time to time..But wait.. I am getting head of myself.. Let me just go back a few months, ok? My mom, sister and myself had moved into this block of flats in one of the less affluent areas of Durban just after my parents had split up and things were just about settling down again for me, as much as can be when my family have been split in half..literally! I refused to let things get me down though and just didnt allow myself the time to mull over things I couldn’t...
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