Bringing South African Mom Bloggers Together. I have been with my partner for 10 years this year and we have a very happy relationship. Before I met him, I knew I never really wanted children but that solidified as our relationship grew and we were together longer. I can remember feeling so much relief when he told me that he felt the same way as I do.

Or so they tell me. I slept in fits and starts last night.

Up until this week I did not know there was a lion called Cecil residing in Hwange National Park. My Mum had however seen him on her trip to the Inganyana. Hwange National Park Art supporting wildlife conservation. This year especially, and indeed most years, we are desperate to raise money to keep the Park going and to help make sure that the hundreds of thousands of animals living in the Park have enough water and are as secure as possible.

For the latest observations from a bit of a mess. Get stuck and eventually end up going back to that horrible place, or move forward - face the mountain and start climbing it. Protocol for when worry starts eating you up.

Happy New Year 2016! January 1, 2016. A new year can bring us the opportunity to do better, to be better and always bring some hope that things will change for the best.

A place where I am learning about myself one oil painting at a time. Yvette Hess is an artist who lives with Bipolar Disorder on the West Coast of South Africa. She spends her time creating original oil paintings and writes biographies including her own memoir. She is also an advocate for mental illness in South Africa. She runs the mental health group, Our Lived Experience. A blog that speaks out to create awareness about Bipolar Disorder in SA.

Ek het van kleins af minder as en not really true to myself gevoel. Veral tussen meisietjies wie so mooi met hul lang lokke rondgeloop het. En die rede? My hare was te straight. Hoekom praat ek hieroor? Want dis dee.

Back to life, Back to reality. But I knew I was done. With the meds, with therapy, with the lifestyle that comes with it. But better late than 10 pills a day. By the logic of the chemical dependency counselors in general, South Af.

Beautiful Disaster, meet Me. 10Seconds into a Nervous Breakdown. The Mirror Lies, Darling. Beautiful Disaster, meet Me. 10Seconds into a Nervous Breakdown.

Losing a loved one to suicide, as an atheist. Whilst reflecting on the tragic death of my brother to suicide four years ago, I searched for WordPress posts about the subject without hitting the nail on the head. Everyone who is bereaved by suicide has a different story, one that is unique to them, of course. No two situations are the same. However, as anyone who has been affected by suicide bereavement will know it is extremely isolating. Why would a god allow someone who .