Finally, the old goat caved in! I will be going back to Cape Town earlier than I expected. The atmosphere here is hostile enough; he handed me a ticket for tomorrow and all he said was, “I’m sorry sweetheart, I really am,”

I think it’s better that I leave, before this gets out of hand, obviously there’s no space for me here. I’ve done my thinking, it’s not an irrational decision – maybe it’s about time that I too, like mom, should just accept that my parents are done! This is the end for their relationship; but not the end of our lives.

What changed my mind? I had a serious talk with my Sebastian and he made me see things in a better way. It’s very selfish of me to expect my parents to live in a make-believe marriage!

“What would you rather have Zee, two parents who live apart and don’t fight or parents who live together, for you and Sim’s sakes, but are no longer happy in the marriage?” that’s what Sebastian asked me and ever since then, the thought of letting it go (it’s not called giving up in these circumstances!) has been in my mind.

It’s fine I am letting it go. I accept that if two people both agree that they’d be happier living apart, maybe it’s for the best, for them and for us. If the fire that kept their love burning is gone who am I to dispute that? Sometimes change is for the best, let’s just hope it’s for the best in this case too!

I told mom and she was very enthusiastic about it, can’t wait to see me, she says. It’s more like she can’t have one of his pawns on the other side of the chess-board.

I want to be gone first thing in the morning! I may have accepted my parent’s divorce, that doesn’t mean I forgive my father.

ZZ xxx