After a certain point, some things just become too boring to entertain—especially what people think of you. I’m acknowledging that I’m mentally not in a good space. I don’t have the energy for much at the moment, and I keep getting unfounded, unsolicited opinions thrown at me, which is actually pissing me off. “Why are you letting this get to you?” Because of who is making these opinions. I cannot stand people who claim to know me because I barely know myself. I’m aware that I don’t give everyone the same version of me. Sure, there are consistencies in my character, but so much of who I am is influenced by the day-to-day life I live. There’s a lot I keep to myself because I know exactly what certain people judge others for. Maybe that’s a defense mechanism—I don’t know. These people say things that completely miss the mark, and it infuriates me because they genuinely believe they’ve got me all figured out. I’m not a puzzle to be solved. What I am, though, is someone who cons...
I’m Ntswaki, and this is Six Ten AM—my tiny corner of the internet where I unpack life in real time. I write about everything from spirituality and motherhood to identity, love, and the messy transitions of adulthood. These posts are deeply reflective, rooted both in my personal experiences and in the broader cultural and social questions I grapple with. It’s as a space to be honest, a late-night chat with yourself on the page where I invite readers to feel seen, challenged, and understood.