<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549</id><updated>2026-08-31T09:52:51.869+02:00</updated><category term="#FMF"/><category term="Fees must fall"/><category term="South Africa"/><category term="change"/><category term="decolonise education"/><category term="life"/><category term="love"/><category term="violence"/><title type='text'>Lesbian, Black and African</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is on my thoughts, my views, my passions, love and life as a lesbian woman living in South Africa, Not yet FREE!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-400159609468155549</id><published>2018-03-15T12:32:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2018-03-15T17:06:16.788+02:00</updated><title type='text'>They still don’t see you!</title><summary type="text">

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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/400159609468155549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/400159609468155549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/400159609468155549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/400159609468155549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2018/03/they-still-dont-see-you.html' title='They still don’t see you!'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-1533032279035359711</id><published>2016-10-19T12:45:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2016-10-19T12:58:43.702+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="#FMF"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="decolonise education"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fees must fall"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="South Africa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="violence"/><title type='text'>2016!</title><summary type="text">
It&#39;s been so long since the last time i wrote anything. There has been so much happening in my world, in the world that I live in. I get home everyday, curious to see what is going on in the world and change the channel 10 minutes later when all the violence on black bodies all over the world becomes too much for my fragile heart.

Many people wonder, &quot;what went wrong?&quot; and all I can think of is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/1533032279035359711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/1533032279035359711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/1533032279035359711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/1533032279035359711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2016/10/2016.html' title='2016!'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2QmhNBSScHiL81nl_9ewVerzGo2UgmbPHeAuR3ErXQarHf12gywE1TfSdZrZf_tm8E7n7EX1n_dtqfW_RGzksmSgoPjMPFuCa6qayzG9CcVK-npv0hShLheXbo06FulChPQBO/s72-c/education.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-1150992293194798575</id><published>2014-12-20T00:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2014-12-20T00:14:34.494+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In any and all lifetimes, I’ll always find you</title><summary type="text">
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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/1150992293194798575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/1150992293194798575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/1150992293194798575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/1150992293194798575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2014/12/in-any-and-all-lifetimes-ill-always.html' title='In any and all lifetimes, I’ll always find you'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-2539661186025673138</id><published>2014-02-17T14:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2014-02-17T14:15:00.475+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The revival </title><summary type="text">
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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/2539661186025673138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/2539661186025673138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/2539661186025673138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/2539661186025673138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2014/02/the-revival.html' title='The revival '/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYfqkd6-c8GxREnZvPiRNvv7ZITeSgC7sqImuURhNAAMatetOcgRyNfLlwax4dQbiIZq47o7aynLN3u-TIHWNkwlyuBctFTgNwghyphenhyphenYpaq9wXHLj109AkMKyn4K8atdsFoEr-us/s72-c/IMG_20140115_172832.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-262301399761230104</id><published>2011-06-09T15:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T15:19:27.241+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding love</title><summary type="text">I remember growing up, everything was so easy in my mind and I thought it would happen exactly as i desired. I&#39;d finish school, graduate from tertiary, get a job, earn lots of money, buy a car, buy a house and find the woman of my dreams, have our two children and live happily ever after! It was all so clear and possible and then oneday, with every year adding onto my age...reality was harder </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/262301399761230104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/262301399761230104' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/262301399761230104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/262301399761230104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2011/06/finding-love.html' title='Finding love'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-6067777404866388975</id><published>2011-06-08T17:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T17:02:03.039+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My base is strong</title><summary type="text">My base is strong
The wind has tried to blow me from side to side
Life has tried to rattle me
women have tried to break me but...
my base is strong

Society has tried to wrong me
Men have tried to cut me down
Pain has tried to kill me but...
my base is strong

My human soul has almost given up
My weak heart has almost failed to beat
My brittle body has almost shut down but...
my base is strong

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/6067777404866388975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/6067777404866388975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/6067777404866388975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/6067777404866388975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-base-is-strong.html' title='My base is strong'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-521015086628786783</id><published>2011-06-07T15:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T15:59:03.091+02:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;C&quot; seems to be my favourite letter lately :-)</title><summary type="text">I&#39;ve been seeing a beautiful woman for a short while now; she&#39;s wonderful, everything that I love in a woman; sweet, sexy, intelligent, opinionated, loving, straight forward, says how she feels all the time...of course we all have our issues that we carry with us but those are things you discover about a person as you get to know them everyday and take them as they come. 

Now that I’ve told you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/521015086628786783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/521015086628786783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/521015086628786783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/521015086628786783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2011/06/c-seems-to-be-my-favourite-letter.html' title='&quot;C&quot; seems to be my favourite letter lately :-)'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-3649360976062003151</id><published>2011-04-01T14:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:44:24.850+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A new kind of love</title><summary type="text">Love and Sex or Love with Sex or Sex then love or Love then Sex...which ever way you look at it, it&#39;s one of those discussions that can probably go on forever. Is it possible to mistake sexual attraction for love and how do you know when you&#39;ve fallen for someone and it&#39;s not influenced by the sex. Can love really not be influenced by sex?You meet a gorgeous woman, you are already attracted to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/3649360976062003151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/3649360976062003151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/3649360976062003151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/3649360976062003151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-kind-of-love.html' title='A new kind of love'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-3631705123340448376</id><published>2011-03-01T00:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T01:20:08.201+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Just curious</title><summary type="text">What is it that connects sexual intimacy to the heart? Can we really have sex without  feeling a bit attached to that person...unless ofcourse they really suck in the sack (but  then i always say when you say the other person sucks in bed (and not the good suck you  were hoping for) what are you doing? I think it&#39;s also just a reflection on you not being  as good as you think you are either:-)...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/3631705123340448376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/3631705123340448376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/3631705123340448376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/3631705123340448376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-curious.html' title='Just curious'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-4446106981679223767</id><published>2011-02-25T00:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T00:24:07.665+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The unexpected</title><summary type="text">She crept into my heart and I didn&#39;t know what hit me. Here I was taking a break from relationships and love, little did I know that you can&#39;t dictate the terms for your heart and love. I should have known better, being the love goddess that I am. So who is this thief? You might ask...she is the figure that brings a dance to my soul, she is the music notes in a song that has caressed my soul, she</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/4446106981679223767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/4446106981679223767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/4446106981679223767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/4446106981679223767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2011/02/unexpected.html' title='The unexpected'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-8277800747949385253</id><published>2010-08-06T17:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T17:30:07.345+02:00</updated><title type='text'>When Venus meets Venus</title><summary type="text">It’s always been said that men are from Mars and Women from Venus but what happens when Venus meets Venus?At times just when you think you know what’s happening with your life and you sit back and let it just flow, you are awakened by some unexpected force. I remember the first time I was swept off my feet; I was looking around for this man that will appear and just steal my heart, little did I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/8277800747949385253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/8277800747949385253' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/8277800747949385253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/8277800747949385253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-venus-meets-venus.html' title='When Venus meets Venus'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-4146845563442140402</id><published>2010-08-06T15:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T15:42:59.808+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The invisible pain</title><summary type="text">Have you ever walked around and looked at the people passing by and wondered what they’re thinking about, what they’re feeling, what their lives are like or what’s going on in their hearts? I do.When I read the newspaper or watch the news and see the pain that people go through, I’m taken aback to thinking about my life, my family, my experiences. We walk around carrying scars in our hearts and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/4146845563442140402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/4146845563442140402' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/4146845563442140402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/4146845563442140402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2010/08/invisible-pain.html' title='The invisible pain'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-3969958703151431137</id><published>2009-10-09T13:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T13:26:20.322+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="change"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><title type='text'>When life throws you a curve ball</title><summary type="text"> 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	  I recently experienced a change in my life, I saw it coming and saw the foundation being laid but I never anticipated the level of deceit and devious ways that people turn to when they want their own way. If there’s one lesson I’ve learned in my adventurous life – it’s that every curve ball thrown at you, turns you onto a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/3969958703151431137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/3969958703151431137' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/3969958703151431137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/3969958703151431137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-life-throws-you-curve-ball.html' title='When life throws you a curve ball'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-9014191825629616773</id><published>2009-02-24T09:15:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T09:17:17.841+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Why ‘Coming Out’?</title><summary type="text">Just the other day I was thinking about the whole idea of coming out and how I broke the news to my parents about my sexual orientation.I let my memories take me all the way back to my childhood and the games we played as kids. I was always so jealous and overprotective of my female friends, some would say possessive but to me it was just caring and loving my friends too much, maybe just a little</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/9014191825629616773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/9014191825629616773' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/9014191825629616773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/9014191825629616773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-coming-out-just-other-day-i-was.html' title='Why ‘Coming Out’?'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-8432448277064754301</id><published>2008-12-05T18:29:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:39:51.096+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Why women might never rule the world</title><summary type="text">I used to get angry when I heard the saying “This is a man’s world” and when guys at tertiary would tell us that women would never be leaders because we’re too emotional and think with our hearts instead of our heads, ‘til just this past Saturday, I refused to listen to this notion.I set in a room packed with women of all classes and prominence and yet sitting in that room I felt ashamed and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/8432448277064754301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/8432448277064754301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/8432448277064754301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/8432448277064754301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-women-might-never-rule-world.html' title='Why women might never rule the world'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-6818644587260632925</id><published>2008-05-21T10:43:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:59:56.812+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The lost Continent</title><summary type="text">Ten days ago, sitting in my flat, I would have never thought that the country I was once proud of would spin out of control in the way that it has.The hatred and barbaric behaviour that South Africans have shown, is quite clear to me that we’ve lost respect for each other and the personhood. Why do I say the ‘personhood’? It’s because if we saw each other as human beings first, all these crimes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/6818644587260632925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/6818644587260632925' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/6818644587260632925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/6818644587260632925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost-continent.html' title='The lost Continent'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-n66Z1NGh-Iw7zeHHHtQrnN5PPF3Xp9PyhQvOoDKSyUjFcCT3BTNHby1j2Ub_WCxq6uYyId7jpPDxQDw7Aw1teMAWmfZmtPjps6tzSyMdzk4SFU4QHyqJHlweUKqB-BqMoIBL/s72-c/DSC00836.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-6045219328328250177</id><published>2008-05-19T14:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:05:07.259+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry my beloved Country</title><summary type="text">What has happened to this once beautiful country and its people? I’m asking this with my head hung in shame; it is painful and heartbreaking to see our people being reduced to animals like this.I was once a proud South African but now I’m even ashamed to be called one or be associated with this country. As a person that travels a lot to other African countries, I’ve never as a foreigner in their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/6045219328328250177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/6045219328328250177' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/6045219328328250177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/6045219328328250177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/05/cry-my-beloved-country.html' title='Cry my beloved Country'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-4692720525297987115</id><published>2008-04-18T15:47:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T16:10:42.721+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The existence within me</title><summary type="text">Ever wondered what this thing called love is? Many times I’ve set and wondered and ended up more confused than I was when I began thinking about it.I look at all the people I’ve been with in the past and that I’ve loved or atleast I thought. I’ve toyed with the feeling for years searching for goosebumps, my heart to skip a beat, my knees to go weak or to think about nothing else but the person </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/4692720525297987115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/4692720525297987115' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/4692720525297987115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/4692720525297987115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2008/04/existence-within-me.html' title='The existence within me'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLvwhJgzLSoTs9Vguf4lw9fqkaBik3ZvKb-CK3uIuL4Il-5F3X-QEpqxIpQlvnd3EodUl_GNcj52aRb44-f6HNoZTmqULwDp4-LswBULhSkph1bJSJgijWHoAWXuFADso-opp3/s72-c/Us.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-3894832784742458029</id><published>2007-03-26T04:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T16:58:52.822+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Life’s mysteries</title><summary type="text">Ever wondered what life was all about or what the purpose of this rollercoaster is? I do it all the time and as expected, I never find the answer. At times I think that’s exactly the point, for us never to know the answer to this question and to live life to its fullest trying to find answers.A couple of months back, after the break up with my fiancée. I found myself asking myself this elusive </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/3894832784742458029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/3894832784742458029' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/3894832784742458029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/3894832784742458029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2007/03/lifes-mysteries.html' title='Life’s mysteries'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-5124195802760655828</id><published>2006-12-05T11:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T11:50:48.982+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday!</title><summary type="text">Today is my birthday, I’m turning 28! What a year it’s been…and here I am still alive and going strong. I’ve had my share of up and downs, lost friends and family and loved ones but then again that’s just life and the show must go on.My first birthday wishes at exactly 12am came from my two sisters (my babies)…I was so happy and excited, It took me a while to get back to sleep ;-) Only these two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/5124195802760655828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/5124195802760655828' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/5124195802760655828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/5124195802760655828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday!'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjPEa8XwL9Vvl7R-krIKI3UIIr49ffHPlXLFaqupanduJ7T1hmbGsTOvQ5yBOJ7qtgN886c8VSVYNAmkJuoZAg89X9u1ef0AtCZJ2UkcnRfem9JZyjrfN24GVBkuj7iIjWcYnd/s72-c/Photo-0001.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-116039697984553532</id><published>2006-10-09T14:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:10:23.805+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5: Making new friends</title><summary type="text">After my break up, I spent a lot of time visiting my friend Ndu in Newcastle. We had a great time together, he was a brother to me who knew of my sexual orientation, my ups and downs with women and was very accepting and supportive. I could talk to him about everything, even the nitty-gritty details of my sex life.When we met at technikon we were just friends and had gone through a lot together, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/116039697984553532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/116039697984553532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/116039697984553532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/116039697984553532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2006/10/chapter-5-making-new-friends.html' title='Chapter 5: Making new friends'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-116039684722963253</id><published>2006-10-09T14:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:10:23.741+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4: Back in JHB</title><summary type="text">Here I was back home, jobless, still missing my ex-girlfriend from Durban but because I had told myself I needed to go on with my life, one Sunday morning I decided to go to a gay church and there she was this beautiful mature woman, singing in the church choir. Needless to say I went to church every Sunday after that. I was told she had a partner already so I tried to back off but the urge was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/116039684722963253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/116039684722963253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/116039684722963253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/116039684722963253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2006/10/chapter-4-back-in-jhb.html' title='Chapter 4: Back in JHB'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-114742243643833748</id><published>2006-05-12T10:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:10:23.677+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3: Religion and my sexuality</title><summary type="text">I grew up in a catholic church, went to a catholic Primary School and never missed Sunday Mass. I used to spend my spare time reading the bible at times because I found it very intriguing. Here is a book that most people claim to live by and those that don’t, are basically doomed to hell. The bible is no.1 when it comes to instilling fear in people.Now as a young girl growing up in Soweto and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/114742243643833748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/114742243643833748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/114742243643833748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/114742243643833748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2006/05/chapter-3-religion-and-my-sexuality.html' title='Chapter 3: Religion and my sexuality'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-114673767634164173</id><published>2006-05-04T12:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:10:23.610+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2: Enter Adulthood</title><summary type="text">That relationship lasted for a year.It was an experience I will never forget. The beauty of a woman does not necessarily make her a beautiful person inside and sometimes even though she is beautiful inside…that beauty is concealed by a lot of baggage. I learned the hard way, had my heart broken in the process but emerged a stronger woman and even more determined to find my queen.There I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/114673767634164173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/114673767634164173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/114673767634164173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/114673767634164173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2006/05/chapter-2-enter-adulthood.html' title='Chapter 2: Enter Adulthood'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19297549.post-114597250405918211</id><published>2006-04-25T15:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:10:23.547+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My life&#39;s story</title><summary type="text">Chapter 1: When I was a young girl12, 13 or maybe 15…can’t remember clearly how old I was but I do remember that it was around that age. I’ve always been a dreamer and from a young age I started thinking about how I would treat my woman, and what a good lover I’d be when I was older. Whenever we went to the mall with my parents, I’d watch beautiful, young couples walking by and imagine I was the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/114597250405918211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19297549/114597250405918211' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/114597250405918211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19297549/posts/default/114597250405918211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sexualityinafrica.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-lifes-story.html' title='My life&#39;s story'/><author><name>Sky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10632622513048299938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BCGcKembZeHqdYtBtdnQIqOlQkIDcjMsIZkKF7ZoJn9VG5IX4lt1V8RiRAzNycqG_MbZc8g9RbCHU-5JvuD0qaBulkwy3Twu6CPplTl_waSuuDVHO0X8wi2UmoICVg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>