Starting a business in Lesotho

I did it. 

I started a business in Lesotho. Let me explain a bit. 

I live in neighbouring South Africa, a beautiful part of the world. Life here is adventurous. Life here is not for sissies - as we call them. 
Africa is to live, to love, to fight... We stay here because we love it. We love it because it is AFRICA!

There are a few websites where you will find all the practical ways of registering a business in Lesotho. It's not a very complicated process - or so it seems. 

I tried the process alone and got nowhere in 3 months. So I hired an accountant in Maseru - Lesotho's capital. Which is by the way one of the smallest capitals in the world. #UselessFact
You will have to trust another human being to work on your behalf, but it will make your life a lot easier. And it will most likely be the only way to keep you sanity! 

Hiring people in a foreign country might not be good for your heart. But I am taking the gamble and I am 'trusting' other people in my business. 

So - all my paperwork is in place. The business is rearing to go!
I might write some more and keep people in the loop in the journey of starting and running a business in Lesotho.

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How to stop antidepressants?

I was there.

That uncomfortable moment when someone for the good of an 'antidepressant'-user asks me to share my story about quitting my anti's and when eternal happiness was found.

I was a non believer when it came to anti's.

I thought they were for attention seeking needy self centred people who were weak. (maybe they are, but I now proudly add myself to this group)

After finding myself longing more for death than for life I started anti's. They took the edge of my deep 'sadness' - read depression.

I used for 6 months. Anti's stopped me feeling more or less anything. Anti's saved my life.

Since I learned that modern medicine was for real and I am pretty sure prolonged my life by some time I consulted a doctor and slowly weaned myself of the good stuff.

It worked for me. I have been off anti's for more than a year and I am alright.

My fear with sharing my recovery story is that people make it into dogma. Not into my way, but into THE way.

I come from a back ground were testimony - life changing stories - are adored. Telling them became a subtle art of the right pauses and exclamation marks. Real - or near real - drama. Lived but polished. Real but storyfied maybe gloryfied.

Don't let other peoples stories determine your story. My story is  plain and boring. It works for now.

Yours is yours to live and try.

Your time, your rhythm, your story 

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