I love the internet and how I will never have the urge to explain/defend my personal life to strangers. Whatever you assume, you assume. It’s none of my biz.
Imagine having the authority to monitor activity, freeze accounts, preserve digital evidence, and investigate cybercrime.
That is just another Tuesday.
I remember when Raphael died. I think a month later, I attended Bayo Adelabu’s 50th birthday party (mind you, I don’t even know the man, I followed someone there 😭😭)
People were saying it was good to see me outside and having fun.
I still cried that midnight when I got home and the day after and the day after and weeks after and months after.
I’d wear rubbish to go out because I was always so absent minded from grief. I was going to church, going for classes looking a hot mess.
But if you saw me that night, you’d think I was having a great time, you’d think I was happy.
It took me two years to actually properly deal with his demise. Those years were a blur but I was participating in social gatherings. It took me 4 years to accept that I should get into a relationship and move on.
This wasn’t my husband and I felt grief eating me from the inside . So I can only imagine what this woman has been through.
If you think she has moved on or is having a great time just because she showed up for her sister, then you know nothing about loss and grief. Just leave her alone.
Loyalty is a two way street. I can’t always go out of my way to do free gigs for you but when it has to do with money, you cut me off. A despicable person.
I check your profile everyday, look at your pictures everyday, the memories we made, I wish I could turn the time back but I hope you finally found the peace and joy you sought for and deserve.