The Budding of Grief
Hi lovelies, a lot has happened since the last time I came here, and for a while, I thought about stopping entirely. I felt I had lost touch with my love for stringing words together. My dad was a huge inspiration for my writing, he passed a couple of months back and I am yet to intentionally come to terms with it. In the past seven years, I have lost the loves of my life, a partner, a grandma, and a father. I feel like a soldier on sentry who has seen, inadvertently so, that doom is brewing but cannot leave the station and all lines are cut from the central. Most of the time, I sit in isolation, and I look for the next project to take on. I look for where to expend myself. I feel like I’m being watched, I feign indifference, I try to move on but, let me explain something to you, today, grief has a different character arch for different people. I know this from experience. Grief gives people a different perspective on life and while you might have suffered a similar loss, grief i...