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Decadent High Tea with Mother, Tsakane (2026)

Name: Decadent High Tea with Mother
Address: Tsakane, ZA
Telephone: +27838620999

10/02/2026

Your nose is the oldest survival tool you have, and it is always trying to save our lives...

03/01/2026

When I left, I thought the hardest part was over. I believed distance would bring clarity, that freedom would feel immediate. Instead, I felt hollow. Like I had escaped a burning building only to realize I had no idea where home was anymore. The abuse didn’t end when the relationship did. It followed me into my thoughts, my body, my decisions.
I questioned everything, my memories.
my reactions as well as my worth. The abuse doesn’t just hurt you—it trains you to doubt yourself. It rewires your instincts so thoroughly that even peace feels suspicious. I would catch myself waiting for the next outburst, the next silent punishment, the next moment where love was suddenly withdrawn. Even in safe spaces, my nervous system stayed on high alert. But over time, something shifted.

I stopped needing closure from the person who hurt me. I realized that no explanation from them would ever satisfy me, because narcissistic abuse thrives on distortion. Closure came from understanding patterns, not promises. From clarity, no apologies. I learned that real love doesn’t keep you guessing. It doesn’t punish you for having needs. It doesn’t make you feel small so someone else can feel powerful. I started talking to myself and it made a huge change.

08/12/2025

For some strange reason, I decided to go on a solo date today. A male stranger approached me and asked to share a table with me. I didn't hesitate. He said it was my aura that attracted him to me. I smiled. He assured me that he had no intentions of taking advantage of me since I looked like a loner. I felt comfortable in telling him that being alone doesn't make me feel lonely. We started talking about relationships. We spoke, we laughed, we got angry but nothing stopped us from stopping our conversation. At some point, I almost cried. He beat me flat when he confessed. He went on and said " Lesego, I'm 47. I'm at a point where I should be married and have my own family. I'm a great business man, my bank account is loaded yet I'm single and I don't regret it. I've experienced my parents' divorce and other members of my family and relatives. I've seen my friends and relatives die of HIV and AIDS." I sipped on my cocktail. I looked him straight into his teary eyes. He went on and said "I can't stomach a relationship. As soon as it gets serious, I run away. I can't help it. I saw my father abusing my mother. I hate to do it to another woman." Eish! This stranger couldn't stop. He kept on talking . He couldn't see my pain. He continued and said "I couldn't finish high school and had to be removed from a private school to a local school and had to learn Setswana at standard 8. My father deserted us. He left like a thief in the night. He went on and married another woman. I was a mess. I can't forget. I couldn't even finish my studies." Yhooo! Some men go through a lot. Just when I thought I've heard enough, he continued. "I can't get over my mom's face crying and begging my father not to leave while he was packing his bags and leaving us with empty stomachs." I sobbed bitterly. I wanted him to stop but he kept on talking. I couldn't relate. I had a present dad. I automatically got angry and my tears could not stop falling. I was relieved when he said "I'm a big man today. I lack nothing. I've got money like dust. I don't have a family of my own but I'm doing just fine. I can't stomach a woman going through what my mom went through. I'd not be man enough if I did what my father did to my mom." I couldn't stop saying "yhooooooo!"....

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