#13. The One where I Slipped Away.

That one person you have known all your life, survived the hood dramas, stayed besties, through high school and college crushes, stayed besties through career moves and hustle, stayed besties through marriage, raising kids.

Until, bestie has issues with her marriage and everything starts to spiral. And that's just the beginning.

I offered a shoulder to cry on, I offered the voice of reason between the troubled couple but one among them was done with the marriage. Healing kwa crime scene manenos. So my shoulder was just being used as a dumping ground when things are hot on the other side and I am used to simmer it down. It started to take a toll on my mental health as well, and as an empath, the harder it became each day to bear the burden on their behalf.

I started analyzing the situation, let's blame my overthinking tendencies here. I come to a realization the communication is always one sided, the check ins as well. Immediately, I begin to ask myself- could this probably have been the issue all along - but I was so "bestie bestie" to realize? I go mute.

By now, the crime scene is clear because the marriage dissolved and suspects were released back to society for their next targets.

And then the silence ensues for weeks, a significant date in our friendship is bypassed, pin drop silence continues.

Upon enquiry and several unanswered calls later, a response comes forth.

It is packed with low energy, entitlement, (can we get done here fast I've got other things to do) and low vibration.

But - I will ignore and understand since bestie is having a hard time healing from a broken marriage. Mjinga mimi!

Life goes on, a few days later another slight interaction that leads to an Mpesa alert on their side. It was done in the morning but by evening no response on receiving the alert.

I begin to notice a pattern - whatever the ex husband would complain about is exactly what I am experiencing.

Highly unlikely of me to entertain that behavior.

So I accept my losses, begin to sooth my jaded heart and the journey to recovery begins.

3 decades slip away because I now know my worth.

I add tax and levies in this Kasongo economics.