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General Nhlanhla Mkhwanazi tells MDNtv that unrest linked to undocumented foreign nationals is driven by broader community frustrations, arguing that when people's grievances are “not being attended to” and concerns raised through memorandums receive “no feedback” or “no action,” they often take to the streets to demand answers.
Whatever they say about time healing is true.
The first few months feel like your whole world is crashing down. Your chest hurts, your routine changes, and you keep wondering how you’re supposed to move on from someone who became part of your everyday life.
You miss them in the little things. The calls, the texts, the random moments. Some days it hurts so bad you wish you could rip your heart out just to stop feeling anything at all.
But somehow… time passes.
You start laughing again. Sleeping better. Thinking about them less. The pain slowly stops controlling your life.
And one day you realize you survived something you thought would destroy you.
So if you’re currently in that phase, hold on. I promise it feels unbearable now, but it does get better with time.