Facts

Things they don’t tell you about death :-

A) You’ll never see it coming. It’ll barge in, in the midst of life, and demand your attention. It won’t touch your elbow first, ask if it’s a good time, it’ll burst its way through your doors and make its voice heard. It won’t shout, though. It won’t scream. It won’t throw its weight around, won’t resort to violence. But there’ll still be a bloody mess. There’ll still be shouting and screaming and then, all of a sudden, nothing. You’ll have been punched in the gut, winded by mere blankness, and you’ll have nothing but emptiness to show for it.

B) You’ll struggle to come to terms with it. You’ll try every day to push the shadow off your shoulders, to be the same person you were, with your every day worries, but you’re not. You never will be again. Death will brand you, like it did all those who came before you, like it will the ones next in line. You’ll tell yourself that it’ll be fine, that you’ll be fine, but it’s an elaborate hoax and we both know that. You’ll only learn to live with the legacy of pain that death leaves you. You’ll build it a home in your half empty apartment, learn to have breakfast with it, sleep with it till you can kiss it goodbye in the mornings as you leave for work, till the silence stops being hollow.

C) You will not be okay. Not now, maybe never. You might learn to carry it with you wherever you go, you might learn to live in the same city as strangers. Whichever way you choose, it’s okay to not be okay. Maybe that’s the only strength you need.