Courtesy of the Zeitz Museum Cape Town South Africa
Imagine you’re looking through a collection of short stories. One of the titles catches your interest. That’s the story you want to read first. What might the title be? Invent a title that would make you want to read the story. Now, write a story to go with that title…
13 reasons why he left you…
On a scale of 1 to 10, how would you fare him leaving on account that the relationship felt like an emotional burden . I tried to keep the depression and anxiety under wraps. A pretty good job you reckon?
3. He had full disclosure, he knew what he was getting himself into. Did a piss job of it, always trying to sweep it under the rug, I am real you know. Satanyoko.
That is not fair. I mean it is such taboo to speak of such in our culture, later on finding yourself in love with a depressed flame Lilly. Almost as if there is no vocabulary to soothe my condition into existence. By the way this has nothing to do with you, you are real, I of all people now that.
Hapana apa. Excuse after excuse. He should have manned up, it’s not like he did not have baggage so no, moving along. “He found the relationship overwhelmingly negative”, nonsensical! We are a bundle of joy. Seka zvako.
I agree. That is an invalid argument. I mean, we had things under control last year, it was not as bad as we thought it would be.
If by ‘not as bad’ you mean we kept postponing our own pain just so we could hold his hand because he felt too overwhelmed by his life to deal with our ‘drama’and we ended up back where we started, the razor and I, then yes,you are spot on. All for what? More wounds to cover up. Just great! The things you do for love. Haya.
I thought it noble at the time, blind self destruction, sigh. Moving along, he left because the long term goals were incompatible. Not likely. We celebrated our differences and just wanted to bring the best out of each other.
Bingo !Finally some headway. You did not want kids and he already named his first born a unisex name, that is set in stone, might as well start embroidering little outfits. I was looking forward to the disastrous conversation about adoption. Vakomana, this was doomed from the get go. I think the final straw was laughing at us potentially having a vegetarian dog. That was a clear warning sign.
I guess. I mean he never could take my religious convictions seriously, maybe I do not express them serious enough. Sigh. I was thinking of giving him maybe just one biological child, adopt the rest, felt like a realistic compromise. I guess.
My time is money, okay so he left because he could not be himself. Invalid! He left because that was his true nature, abandonment.
Well he was always my favorite jerk, consistently, without fail.
You need to hear yourself sometime. Walking delusional optimism , sas’kamu.
At least I am honest with myself. You act like you were not relieved by his presence,knowing you did not have to worry about me. Next reason please, oh my. He left because the sex life slowed down or even stopped.
A born again christian with body image issues, shall I say more. Sexiness eludes your understanding mwanangu.
Not my field of expertise, I get it! Okay next one, he left because he got tired of being compared to other men.
There was never much to compare him to. It’s been one train wreck after another. This was the best you ever had, just look at this mess I am having to clean after. And for what? What do you have to show for it? He never held you like you wanted, but you spent all that time looking to unlock the secrets of his mind and body. He is out there living the dream. Fresh graduate, crisp dreams, and here we are washing faded ones. Stop crying, you did this.
Fine! We cannot even go through 13 reasons why he left without falling apart. Are you happy? Is this what you wanted, when i am miserable you get more stage time right? Take the reins, see how you fare. You are horrible, I just wanted to heal.
By wasting time looking for answers you already had. Iwe! Wasting year after year, even going the extra mile of praying for his successful ascension to the overseas, even though you knew he would leave you behind. Kuda kunzii? Look what we have instead, he thinks nothing of us, washed up moon huntress, struggling in some third world country. You can’t even pronounce the university he went to. Did you forget where you came from?What does he know about burying a father along with your childhood. Ndiudze? What does he know about consoling a grieving widow who happens to be your mother? I am taking over. No more wasting time with these little boys whilst mother weeps yearning for our success to heal her, and reward her pain.