That moment does not arrive loudly.
It comes quietly, almost unnoticed until the silence grows too heavy to ignore.
When a person is perceived to be doing well, when they hold a position or carry a title, people gather easily. Smiles are generous. Conversations are frequent. Support feels endless. It looks like friendship, but often it is simply closeness to opportunity.
Then life shifts.
The position changes. The title disappears. The spotlight moves on. And with it, the crowd slowly fades.
Calls stop coming. Messages remain unanswered. Faces that once lit up now pass without recognition. That is when the truth begins to speak softly but clearly.
It can be hard to realise that people Abby thought were for her, people she trusted, defended, and stood beside, would not vote for her if they had to choose. Not because she failed them, but because loyalty was never the foundation. Convenience was.
That realisation cuts deep. It forces reflection on shared moments, quiet sacrifices, and loyalty given without hesitation. It hurts, but it also awakens.
Abby has witnessed people becoming kind only because they believed kindness would lead them somewhere. She has seen interest wear the mask of support and loyalty bend towards advantage. It is a painful truth, one that humbles and strips away illusion.
Through all this, Abby has learnt not to become too comfortable. Life is fragile in its stability. What feels permanent today can change tomorrow. Applause is temporary. Positions are borrowed. Crowds are seasonal.
What remains when everything else is gone is character, one’s own and that of others.
So Abby moves differently now. Grateful, but not dependent. Kind, but discerning. Open, yet observant. She no longer measures relationships by who gathers when she is celebrated but by who stays when there is nothing left to gain.
Because when the crowd fades,
Truth remains.
And in that truth, there is strength, clarity, and peace.
— Abby
