Writer's Stokvel

We met. Stories were shared of fears, 'weaknesses' turned to challenges, stories of paternal woes, stories of loving (hard), learning to love yourself and stories of acceptance.

A quote comes to mind: 'You bleed to know you're alive'. Gushes of blood was shed. We'll call it 'that time of the month'.

We write anxiously until the next one, 6th November.