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When my uncle died (on Sept 30, due to covid) I got the phone call from the hospital, I told my boss I have to go home, to tell my mother. Literally one hour later I was back on a meeting, doing my job, because sometimes you have to "adult", even when your heart is broken. https://twitter.com/meetmeinmyheart/status/1332511752140034051
Grieving is not sg you do in a dark room, under black blankets. Grieving is what you do when you cry in the toilet at your workplace ten minutes before you have to meet new clients. Grieving is what you do, when you almost call their number one morning, half asleep...
Grieving is what you do, when you "talk to them" when you are out, running in the park. Or when you cook their favourite meal, and your heart aches like hell, because you cannot invite them. But you don't lock yourself up. You don't stop living. To be honest, it's the worst part.
Your life goes on, the world goes on, like nothing happened. And you have to go on with your life. You have to do things, buy groceries, wash the bedsheets, do your job, etc... So yeah, this is what I was talking about yesterday. This is why I hate this fandom sometimes.
It's so easy to be the "always right moral compass' of every situation and every emotion. But what you assume, and how real life works, are two totally different things. Sometimes there are things YOU HAVE TO DO, no matter what. Even if you (yourself) are the one who is dying.
