Hi Auntie Momoza, please keep me anonymous.
I used to live in an RDP house with four other ladies—we were five in total. We all contributed to groceries and electricity, but handled our personal needs individually. We were earning because we were part of a learnership that paid us a fair amount.
I was also the only one among them who was studying at varsity. The rest weren’t in school, and that already set me apart. One day, an older man approached me, showing interest. One of the girls—who often dated older men—encouraged me to give him a chance. I did, but after a few days, I realized he only wanted to sleep with me. I blocked him immediately.
That’s when everything changed. The girls stopped inviting me to things they hosted because I wouldn’t go along with their lifestyle. I realized then—I was never truly their friend. They wanted to use me, and when they couldn’t, I became “boring” to them.
To all my ladies, especially those in varsity—choose your friends wisely. Surround yourself with people who are focused, driven, and walking the same path as you. Don’t get caught up in the hype of slay queen culture. Whether or not you grew up with a father figure, you choose your own path.
I walked away from that friendship because it had no future for me. To my young sisters: never try to fit in. Stay focused on your goals. Prioritize your studies. Secure your own bag.
Always remember the reason you left home. Always remember where you come from. Every decision you make doesn’t only affect you—it affects those who look up to you.
And above all—remember, remember the Degree, my hunnies. ❤️