I’m worried. I’m panicking and I have a feeling my father and uncles are ruining my life as we speak. I know them, they are going to say all the wrong things.
I tried talking my mother into not telling one of my uncles about the lobolo negotiations, but he is family, and he’s been here since Thursday and he hasn’t been sober for a single second of his stay.
Then there is my aunt, the self-ordained culture guru. She’s been barking orders and telling everyone how this is done and how this is not done, how I should not leave the house the whole weekend and that I should cover my head…I mean, like WTF? The woman has never even gotten married in her life.