Craig’s Brave Story
I want to tell you a story. It’s a story I’ve written and rewritten about 100 times over the course of the last 2 years- a story I’ve only ever told 1 person, who consequently advised me not to share…
Lumko Johnson’s Brave Story
I grew up East London with a single mom and later moved to Johannesburg. Fortunately, my family was quite progressive, and I never felt ostracised by them about my sexuality. I was known as the nephew who played with dolls,…
An HIV Shot of Hope – Charlie Jacobs’ Brave Story
The great question we all ask ourselves at some point is: “Why am I here? What is my life’s purpose?”. I know that question well. In August 2010 – I spent a lot of time trying to figure out the…
PARADISE ROAD: A Story of Hope
Riaan Norval's Brave Story Music was my first love. It’s something I was born to gravitate to. My mother always told me I could sing Sonja Herold’s “Jantjie” before I could speak. I’m grateful for my relationship with music for…
Andy Holsden’s Brave Conversation
We The Brave chatted to South African born Andy Holsden about his recent pilgrimage from New Zealand back to South Africa to volunteer at the AIDS Conference 2016 in Durban. We The Brave - Today 11:35 Hey Andy, after a…
Leslie’s London Diary
Leslie Jackson shares the adventure he had representing Anova and We The Brave recently when he visited The Elton John Aids Foundation in London.
Majola’s brave story
I grew up in a township called Zwelitsha, Zone 2 in the Eastern Cape and lived with my maternal grandmother as my parents were not allowed to stay together since they were unmarried and my mother was still in school.…
I Am The Embodiment of Vastness
My name is Vuyisani Bisholo. I am a second year Finance with Accounting student at the University of Cape Town. I was born in East London in what used to be a small Village, Nxarhuni, but is slowly becoming a…
That Glad Night – Graeme’s Brave Story
I was raped 10 days after my 30th birthday. I was determined to continue the party, and ended up drunk and naked with someone who couldn’t take “no” for an answer. The back of my head was pressed into a…
CROSSING OVER
When I was in high school my poodle got tick bite fever and because we lived on a farm we kept pet meds in the fridge. The hardest thing for me to do was to puncture her skin and inject…