My Blood Divides and Unites...
I am a Coloured woman of South Africa. The blood flowing through me was despised by apartheid, for it was not pure and it was not White. Because of this, I struggled with feelings of self-doubt and shame.
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I am a Coloured woman of South Africa. The blood flowing through me was despised by apartheid, for it was not pure and it was not White. Because of this, I struggled with feelings of self-doubt and shame.
The world of wealthy families & family offices is filled with complexities & changing variables. However, the principles of creating & maintaining wealth for the family remain a constant. What should also be part of that constant is the defined higher purpose of the family to navigate the terrain of opportunities that wealth brings & how a difference can be made in humanity. The current plethora of literature tends to be geographically focused on the United States. In this guide, we endeavor to be as inclusive as possible, to be internationally encompassing & to capture other parts of the world by using examples we & our peers have encountered in the international arena. The topics covered in this guide are varied but are all rooted in issues relevant to wealthy families.
This book addresses the challenges confronting most married couples. The author is convinced that marriage is fully hinged on the concepts of trust, honesty, sincerity, integrity, and credibility. He pays special attention to some of the views of other writers' who have tackled this thorny topic. This author believes that a grand principle of a good marriage consists in open self-disclosure between couples, and he concurs with views of others that marriages undergo three levels of self - manifestation: a superficial level, an exploratory level and a profound or intimate level. The author hopes that this book will become a compelling read for everyone who have voluntarily entered the twists and turns of a serious relationship.
BEING BLACK AND BI-POLAR IN SOUTH AFRICA
‘My struggles with mental illness were in some ways like a child crying out for attention; more than that they were a cry for help from the mind I felt trapped in. There was a darkness in me that many times swallowed me whole.’
This is how Keamogetswe Bopalamo introduces her account of her troubled early life. It is an intensely personal account, and yet it speaks to a reality much broader than itself. In the exciting whirl of South Africa’s post-apartheid society, there is this darker side: the confusions, the fears, the rebellions, the degradations and emotional pain.