Whatever you do, pray for the ability to see your own sins, your own hypocrisy, and your own shortcomings. Never lose sight of that — never get so carried away pointing fingers that you forget you, too, have abscesses that need tending.
delayed grief is dangerous. you don't cry. you're numb, and you move on like nothing significant happened. you keep suppressing everything until the day it finally escapes, and when it does, it's like a dam bursting, flooding your mind and heart, making it difficult to cope