I cannot stress enough how important it is to speak up for yourself when someone is crossing your boundaries or dismissing your feelings. You are your biggest advocate. No one else can read your mind or feel what you feel.
The most fucked up kind of sadness is when you don’t even cry anymore. You just wake up, exist, go through the motions and feel absolutely nothing inside. No tears, no anger, no excitement, no desire to talk to anyone. You’re not even looking for comfort anymore because you’ve become too fucking exhausted to explain why you’re hurting. It’s like being alive on the outside while something inside you has quietly given up.
South African unemployed ITs and Hackers who are sitting at home and has nothing to lose
This was their opportunity to visit that Home affairs website of Asylum Seekers and show us their talent… 🤧🤧
Depression and anxiety can fuck you up so badly that you stop living for yourself. You’re just staying alive because your mother would never recover from losing you and your pet wouldn’t understand why you never came home.
Helen Zille says property rates in Johannesburg must be extreme higher like in Cape Town and people of Soweto must also pay eletricity and R18 billion rand that they owe to Eskom so that the city can see growth.