u/Wide-Grape-7414

Is it true that there will always be the one you never get over? No matter how much time goes by or how many times you try to move on?

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I want to start by saying this.... I love everyone. I believe in a future where all Zimbabweans, regardless of race, can thrive together. But I’m also not naive. I can’t ignore the truth just because it’s uncomfortable. Zimbabwe only became independent in 1980, and many of the people who once dehumanized Black Zimbabweans, who beat them, who forced them to work for free, even in chains those people are still alive today. And they’re still teaching their children that Black people are less. So I can’t sit back and say racism is gone just because we’re free from colonial rule. I know that some people still carry that hate, even if quietly, and we have to be honest about that. But this isn’t a call to hate..it’s a call to action. We love each other, and we keep working, so that the next generation never has to fight the same battles. Let’s keep our eyes on the future, working hard so that all our children inherit a Zimbabwe built on respect, love, and equality.

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Today, I had an epiphany while I was looking at my beautiful, my thick, dark-skinned situationship😂.No judgements. In that moment, I realized how often we As Black men, we often talk about how we prefer thicker women and I think it’s important we see that preference as a symbol too.

White men, in many cultures, have often preferred slimmer women, and that’s okay. It’s a personal or cultural taste. But what we do next matters: we can see that, just like they have their preferences and are okay with them, we too can embrace our own diversity. It’s a reminder that body preference among many other things isn’t a competition it’s a reflection of how we get to define beauty for ourselves.

We don’t have to reduce our worth to just one shape or style. Our big lips, wide noses, dark skin, full foreheads these are not shortcomings they are part of our beauty. And just like we stand firm in celebrating thicker women, we should stand firm in celebrating all parts of ourselves no matter how we look.

It’s time we break free, fully, and love ourselves for every feature that makes us who we are.

Just look at the reality. Every year, we hear stories of our dark skinned sisters being denied job opportunities, at restaurants, just because of the colour of their skin. Time and again, it's the lighter skinned sisters who get the gigs, the invites, and the chances. That is not fair because none of us chose the colour we were born with.

if your forza has been crashing after 3 minutes without saying anything here is what i did

1. i deleted the xbox app first

2. then went into steam and add the game as a non steam game and wallaa

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In many relationships, a natural balance forms between partners, friends, and other commitments. But what happens when your girlfriend is at the heart of her social world, a kind of "social anchor" constantly prioritizing her friends, no matter what?

I’ve been dating a woman who is, in many ways, the glue of her friend group.

She’s warm, attentive, and always there for them. Whenever her phone buzzes with a friend’s call, she drops everything no questions asked. Even when we have plans, she often pivots, stepping back to be by their side. It’s not that she’s neglectfulfar from it. But unlike many of her peers, she never hesitates to cancel a date if a friend is in need. Her friends are so loyal to their boyfriends and i dont know why she doesnt see that no one comes for her when she is the one in need except for me.

For me, it’s a double-edged sword. On one hand, I admire her loyalty. I see the way she lifts them up, how she prioritizes their well-being qualities that drew me to her in the first place. But on the other hand, it sometimes leaves me feeling like a distant second. I wonder if, one day, she’ll miss a chance with us, just to run to another friend’s side.

It’s a delicate dance between trust and independence. I don’t want to stifle her connections, but I also hope we can carve out a space where we both feel valued equally. In a way, her devotion to friendship reminds me that love isn’t always about grand gestures; sometimes it’s about being part of a bigger, shared world. And I hope, in that world, there’s still a place for just me and her.