trauma is a peculiar thing. it can creep up when you least expect it and shake up your whole being.
i was minding my own business, shooting the @raphael_saadiq set when he starts playing “soul sista” by @bilalmusic. i thought for a split second that b would maaaaybe show up, but didn’t pay it too much mind. of course, from the side of the stage, here comes bilal, drifting in, joining @raphael_saadiq. i froze. my heart starting beating fast and i was on the verge of tears. i kept shooting for a little bit but was so confused by what was happening that i had to leave the pit and go backstage. .
i found b and hugged him for what felt like an eternity. we both looked at each other like we had seen a ghost.
the last time i saw bilal was almost 2 years ago in oakland – we were robbed at gunpoint while shooting a video for his album. we didn’t know at the time, but we soon found out that the dude with the gun had killed someone in another robbery just a few days before. to say it was traumatic is putting it lightly. all those memories in addition to still dealing with the robbery from a week ago was too much. .
at @afropunk, we spoke for awhile about life and what happened. i felt a little out of it but i remember b saying “you know, there’s a reason we survived. we were meant for something greater. our work here isn’t done.”
i’ve learned to honor feelings as they arise, no matter how much they hurt or shake you or feel like they’ll haunt you forever. it’s a process and i’m still working on it. thanks for the reminder, b.
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