A Thousand Hills

It's Okay

Therapy sounds like a good idea until you're crying your eyes out and questioning your whole existence.
My emotions are all over the place because of it.
No one mentioned how angry you get over things that you didn't even realise upset you. It's not as profound as it sounds though, it's mostly me talking non stop then having AHA moments to why I'm so weird

I found my therapist online, the seller was her holistic approach to mental health.
She combines spiritual beliefs with her Wits Psychologist masters, she's a vegetarian and meditation while burning incense during the session is just part of the deal.
She'd rather change my diet and recommend the gym than prescribe me any sort of medication, which she thinks should be the last resort to most mental health issues

The best thing about her is she's black and just a few years older than me.
She's costly but I'm a rich aunt now, I barely use 40% of my salary because of the additional allowances I get from work.
For the 1st time in a while, all is well, sending money home isn't a begrudging obligation anymore.
I go home every second month on which ever weekend I'm free.
Mpumalanga was a month ago, and I'm yet to hear anything regarding the Zigi, Mbali and Amanda saga, can't say I'm surprised though, NDAs are their speciality.
Lindzy doesn't believe me when I tell him, there's nothing to say about the trio, I'm surprised his new best friend Mbali didn't update him

Currently Zigi, Amanda and their 4 kids(including Peanut) are in Cape town celebrating their 1st date anniversary.
I had to hire a nanny to travel with them, because Amanda claims her usually nanny can't handle 4 children by herself.
The poor nanny calls every now and again regarding Peanut's mood swings and Amanda's distain so we video chat twice a day.

It's all going according to plan and they seem happy. Phakamile and Nsizwa are in Dubai finalising the oil and imports deal.

I was nervous that Nsizwa was mad at me for something while in Mpumalanga but when he came back it was like I had imagined his cold stares and silent treatment when we were there.
It's end of the year and almost exam time for me so I delegate my duties evenly to different people.

Nsizwa insisted I work from home during exam season, almost as if he was trying to get rid of me which doesn't make sense because he has been at my house, every Thursday for 3 weeks for an old tradition of ours.
We rotate in hosting Thursday night dinners.
Noxolo hasn't attended any since we came back from Mpumalanga.

Things are a bit tense with her at the moment, she sent a text asking why she wasn't invited to Mpumalanga when she saw Lindzy's posts
Lindzy had told her how we ended up in Mpumalanga so I didn't see a reason to explain myself to her.
I told her it's a work thing and she knows about the NDA but she's still offish.
I just hope things can get back to normal when she gets off her moods.

It's weird that this would be my thought as I wait to see if the same grey bmw 1 series will follow me into this parking lot.
It just may well be paranoia but I've been seeing the car drive behind me for more than 3 weeks now.

It never gets close and the windows are tinted.
I didn't think much of it until I saw it coming out of the complex opposite mine and proceeded to take the same route as mine from school, to the office, Peanut's school to get his report card and now at my therapist's medical centre.
I'm not sure what I'll do if it does show up, who would stalk me? all I do is work, read books and stay home.

It's been 4 years since Rampedi and I last saw each other, so I doubt he'd go this far. I sit for 10 more minutes, No bmw, thank heavens, it's in my head

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" So how was your week"

"Oh same crap different day, you know. How was yours?"