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.
Can’t lie to you. If you don’t make a move, you will see literal clowns race past you. Clowns.
Nothing concern life with ‘I am a smart, educated, experienced person’.
You don’t act, you remain there.
Even if you are broke, one of the things you should learn while in survival mode is self awareness.
It will save you a lot.
So many people do not learn anything from their mistakes and in the days when they are down.
The least you can do doe yourself is learn while growing.