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A list of things I wish I could tell my younger self.

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As we grow older and wiser, we tend to reflect on the past and on our younger selves and how we used to carry ourselves. Well, I know I do. Whether it's things that used to bother me (and there were a lot, I stayed being bothered!) or things that I look back and cringe about, I have so many moments of wishing there was a time machine I could climb into and reassure my younger self that things would get better. Of course, most of these scenarios have played large and small roles in how I carry myself now and have served as life lessons, but I still think my younger self would've appreciated a heads-up. Anyway, here's my list of things I wish I could tell my younger self: (Just a heads-up: some of these will be directed at my younger self, others will be an explanation of why I felt the way that I felt) 1. Not everyone will like you, and that's perfectly okay. Growing up, especially between pre-primary and primary school, the very thought that people didn't like me...

A letter to my late grandmother.

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Khulu Today is the 8th of June 2020 (I wrote this a while ago though), an entire year since we lost you. I remember how much I cried on this day when Akhona told me that you had landed back in hospital almost a month after you got out, not knowing that you had already taken your last breath. I remember asking my friends to pray with me because I just couldn't understand why you had been going through so much. I wept because I just wanted you to be okay and recover without the rollercoaster of feeling like you were on the way to recovery before things went south again. I cried because I felt that you had suffered so much and I just wanted you to be at peace. I remember crying in my prayers that night, and how the next morning my period came early from all the strain of the crying. I remember how I was in the bedroom when I heard the gate opening and hearing Mkhulu Mdu and daddy Nhlanhla's voices, and just knowing what they came to tell us. I remember it all like it was yester...

Aphiwe Refilwe Vezi, part 2.😊

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Hey there!👋🏼 if this is your first time reading from my blog, a warm welcome to you. If not, welcome back and thanks for taking the time to read this! I figured that I would start things off a little on the light side, so on this post I will share 21 random facts about me as an ice breaker. Enjoy!😁 1). I was born on the 21st of January (hence the 21 facts). 2). I am a Christian. 3). I am left-handed. 4). I am a Zulu girl from Durban. 5). I have 3 siblings, one who I share both parents with (older brother) and 2 who I share with just my dad (younger sister and brother).  6). I come from very large families and have so many cousins (who I regard as my sisters and brothers) and uncles and aunts that I've actually stopped counting. 7). I am very loud (sometimes more than I realise) and extra and have an excessive amount of energy, but my surroundings will often determine whether I display that or not. 8). I participated in choirs, a band and productions at...

Introduction: Aphiwe Refilwe Vezi, part 1.😊

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Hey there!😁 welcome to the first part of what I hope will be an insightful journey for you! As the title states I am Aphiwe Refilwe Vezi, an eighteen-year-old Durbanite, and I am excited to share what goes on in my head with you!😁 If you came from my video on my social media, I appreciate you for taking the time to check this out. If you randomly bumped into this and didn't see my video, the purpose of this blog is to share my experiences and insight on topics that I've given some thought about. What I will talk about varies from my hair journey and my walk as a Christian, to experiencing loss, to self esteem and learning to love yourself as you are. In me sharing my experiences and thoughts here, keep this in mind. I'm not in any way saying that I'm perfect. Neither am I saying that I've handled the situations I will speak about in a mature manner. I've burnt bridges instead of addressing issues and people that hurt me. I've allowed people's o...