"People I danced with, ate with,
Pretend I don't exist." -
Perhaps they are just being afraid that they might say something wrong, because they see that you are still grieving. Many people respect others' privacy, especially when they needed time to be by themselves to grieve.
A very good write, checking into the realities of many people with similar circumstance. A good message is sent here, stating that not everyone who grives wanted to be alone, many might need human contacts for soul-enlightenment.
Kimberly has gone from a well-paid female executive one minute to a desperate woman the next. Thinking her day can't possibly get any worse, she finds out how wrong she is when she goes home. The only way to set things straight is to get even.
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Pretend I don't exist." -
Perhaps they are just being afraid that they might say something wrong, because they see that you are still grieving. Many people respect others' privacy, especially when they needed time to be by themselves to grieve.
A very good write, checking into the realities of many people with similar circumstance. A good message is sent here, stating that not everyone who grives wanted to be alone, many might need human contacts for soul-enlightenment.
Sandie May Angel :o)