Falling Apart vs Apart we fall

They say the more you go through something, the more you become better equipped to handle it. Thinking about it, this is actually not far from the truth for me neither was it for Bri. All she wanted was a hug at this moment in time from anyone warm enough to give it but she knew that was not going to happen. Tears rolled down her cheeks, tears filled with hurt, hurt that was there because she had a heart, she cared. She knew this would soothe her to sleep and by tomorrow she would wake up with a new perspective on her life. It seemed to work, it had been tried, tested, and proven. As I said experience …

It was not always like this but not it was the new norm. There was someone who would cheer her on, lift her spirits, and even knew when things were amiss, in fact, people, a whole team if you think about it. Sadly, they had been picked out of her life by one thing or another, probably if you name it, it can be factored in one way or another. Life can be a bitch sometimes. Bri on this particular day felt everything in her life was just falling apart. You know how we humans can be, in any lowest point of our lives we tend to question everything else poking holes even on things we have done right. The feeling was not new neither experiencing it alone. Under usual circumstances, her best friend would take her out for a breather, her parents would send over a gift basket or some warm food, her siblings would offer to have her over to offer some distraction or clarity on the matter, all these were options without the need to share and it worked. This time it was just her, but with some experience. Her job was on the line, barely making the bills and only a quiet, empty space staring back, providing no solutions. In her mind, this was just but another hurdle she had to cross, maybe a little bigger than usual, but one she knew would pass.

That morning she woke up clear-headed. She drew out a plan to shovel her way out of the hole she had dug herself into. This step was earlier taken with a support system but over the past year, she was all she had. You know how we all get busy with our own lives that we forget that of others, it is a common and hard-to-avoid mistake. We move regardless, Bri did. All on her own. It was tough when she first had to go through a similar situation, where she needed just a ‘you’ll be alright’ or ‘how can I help’ text, just to know someone had her back.  She then had to care for herself enough in all situations, especially the low ones. Falling apart, that happens often just depends on how things are and whom you are with or without at that moment. However, apart, we inevitably fall; from an individual and collective perspective. You have to pull it together for you and just maybe for other people if you can. https://sippingoncocktails.co.ke/2020/06/24/cancer-speaks/