Each weekday morning, while most of the city is still easing into the day, Geraldine Joy Wolmarans is already at work. Dressed in her municipal overalls, she climbs onto a refuse truck and heads out across George, collecting household waste and quietly contributing to the rhythm that keeps the city functioning.
What is less visible to passers-by is the personal journey behind that routine.
As detailed in reporting by the George Herald , Wolmarans' current stability follows years marked by trauma, addiction and loss, a period she describes as a slow unraveling that began during her final year of school.
