Lerato Nxumalo got a dog because she wants to practice being a mother. She’s not ready to be a mother now and scared yet she did BBL in 2022 but her hubby is ready as his 40 years old but his insecure and is going on Lerato’s timeline who’s 27 that time his the one that funds her lifestyle she got a real dumb ass.
You cannot:
Work full time, raise children, keep a spotless home, show up fully in your marriage, maintain friendships, stay fit, build wealth, read books, pursue hobbies, serve only home cooked meals, answer every email, and still make the 3:30 school pickup.
That standard was created to keep you exhausted and blaming yourself. Let it go.
@SundayTimesZA I’ll never understand drunk driving. We live in an age of e‑hailing — why risk your career, your life, and the lives of innocent drivers and pedestrians?
My boyfriend started putting his phone on airplane mode every night at exactly 10:17pm
At first, I thought it was a productivity thing. He said he wanted better sleep, fewer distractions. It sounded healthy. Mature, even.
But then I noticed something strange.
It didn’t matter what we were doing.. watching a movie, mid-conversation, even in the middle of laughing.. at 10:17, he’d pause everything, pick up his phone, and turn it off.
No explanation. No flexibility.
Last night, I asked him why that specific time.
He hesitated.
Then said, “It just works for me.”
But later, when he fell asleep, I turned his phone back on.
And the first notification that came through made my stomach drop.
PART TWO
I didn’t move at first. The knock wasn’t random, it felt it was meant for me. Slow, precise, right where I stood.
When I looked up, he was already there. His face pressed too close to the glass, warped slightly. His eyes locked onto mine like he’d been waiting. Then he smiled, wrong, unnatural.
“You weren’t supposed to get involved,” he said, like his voice was inside the room.
I froze. My body wouldn’t respond. I tried to scream, but nothing came out.
Behind me, the bed creaked.
“You turned it back on,” my boyfriend said, calm… too calm.
I couldn’t turn around. The man outside kept smiling. “If you see me, it’s already too late.”
In the reflection, I saw it, my boyfriend wasn’t in bed anymore. He was standing right behind me, closer than he should’ve been, his hand lifting toward the window… toward him.
“You weren’t supposed to answer,” my boyfriend whispered.
My phone buzzed.
A new message.
“Now she knows.”
I woke up sweating, gasping for air alone in my bed and realized it was just a dream. Just a dream!