"You never know how strong you are, untill being strong is the only option"

I understood how strong (mentally) I was this 2020.

Lots of things changed and I was broken a lot!
I don't like good byes and I hate it. Be it school, college or office farewells. Those are kind of feel good, but I couldn't handle them.

And I am terrified of funerals. Its the worsy kind of goodbyes. I tend to avoid them, not because I don't respect them. But its after effects
I have been to only my cousin's funeral before 2020. But things changed in 2020.

My grandmother was bedridden after lockdown. She was an hardworking women who didnt rely on anyone. But her health took a toll on the mental space too. She wasn't the same.
She slipped and took a bad fall. I took time off from work and took care of her few days. And it was hard getting her into a hospital at that time. After 12 hours of struggle I got her in at May 19, 11:50pm. I thought she was in good hands and had a good night's sleep after ages.
I got a call the next day and my world was never the same. I went to the hospital and started making arrangements for her funeral. I was the one standing in the front and consoling everyone around. I wasn't that kind of person. I was wide awake the whole night.
Next day, during the last few mins with her, I broke down. Cried the hell out and I was strong again within no time. I came home after the ceremony and I was about to sleep. Then came the news from the hospital that my grandma had Covid19.
I saw the true face of few ppl when the news broke. And my mom was coughing and I was pushed to corner again. I took tests for my mom and day, then send my wife and kid to some place safe. Waiting for the results was too nerve racking for me. And my mom was Covid19 +ve.
Then it was difficult for me console my mom about my grandma and that she will be okay after the treatment.

I literally phoned all major covid treating hospitals in Chennai and no luck. It took me more than a day to get her admitted in a hospital and didn't sleep for 3days now
Mom got into hospital coz of the kindness of a friend whom I havent met yet.
I didn't had a proper food and had to console other family members too. Things were getting back to normalcy in my family but I was going into depression.

I was a difficult time.
It was more difficult for me because I start everything with the blessings of my grandma. Starting from exams to matches to first day of college or work. Before I leave to work I touch her feet and she blesses me. I am not superstitious but it was routine.
Everything changed, I took a lot of time to get used to the new normal. There are a lot of ppl struggling out there.

Everyone fights their own battles. Respect others and be kind to ppl around you!

Kindness doesn't cost a dime, but it means the world when u receive!
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