RAISED TO OBEY SERIES:
I recall this memory so clearly. Every morning, just before I got out of the car for school, my father…
I recall this memory so clearly. Every morning, just before I got out of the car for school, my father…
There was a time when I didn’t question my voice. I just used it. I spoke with the kind of…
We say “sorry” when we bump into someone. “Sorry” when we speak up. “Sorry” when we take up space. “Sorry”…
The “good girl”. Quiet. Agreeable. Polite. Kind. Careful not to offend. But what looked like goodness was really obedience —…
My name is Silondile Ndhlovu. I am a thinker and conversation-starter exploring the real stories behind gender, identity, and emotional…