The Stages of Quarantine Grief
Let's be honest here, people.
We've been in quarantine for a month and a half now, give or take.
It's starting to wear on everyone, whether you're chomping at the bit to get out of your house or deep in a Netflix binging spiral.
The way I see it, we can either laugh about it or cry about it. And laughter seems so much more healthy.
Let me offer up a quick disclaimer before I get any hate mail. The things that some people have had to miss out on due to the quarantine are not funny. It is not my job to tell you that you cannot be upset about missing fill in your special event here because "there are bigger and more important things going on in the world." Not going to do it. I've missed out on things, too, things that other people might see as trivial, but to me, they were important. They were special. They were going to add something to my life. And I am allowed to be sad.
No, this post is not meant to poke fun at that. I promise. But it might, I hope, inject a little bit of humor into your day.
We all know about the stages of grief, right? Depending on which model you use, there are either five or seven stages. Here is a handy infographic I found on Google Images to help illustrate the stages of grief {very different than the other illustrations I'm going to use to illustrate the stages of grief}.
We've been in quarantine for a month and a half now, give or take.
It's starting to wear on everyone, whether you're chomping at the bit to get out of your house or deep in a Netflix binging spiral.
The way I see it, we can either laugh about it or cry about it. And laughter seems so much more healthy.
Let me offer up a quick disclaimer before I get any hate mail. The things that some people have had to miss out on due to the quarantine are not funny. It is not my job to tell you that you cannot be upset about missing fill in your special event here because "there are bigger and more important things going on in the world." Not going to do it. I've missed out on things, too, things that other people might see as trivial, but to me, they were important. They were special. They were going to add something to my life. And I am allowed to be sad.
No, this post is not meant to poke fun at that. I promise. But it might, I hope, inject a little bit of humor into your day.
We all know about the stages of grief, right? Depending on which model you use, there are either five or seven stages. Here is a handy infographic I found on Google Images to help illustrate the stages of grief {very different than the other illustrations I'm going to use to illustrate the stages of grief}.
And to make life even more fun, I'm going to let some wonderfully hilarious memes walk us through our stages of grief.
SHOCK
Thankfully, Netflix was there to help us through the shock portion of the quarantine...by shocking their viewers in a totally different way.
DENIAL
What could go wrong with a group of people who is used to spending a lot of time together, but not like all of the time together, is stuck in a house together for days on end?
ANGER
The poor little penguin just looks so angry! When you've run out of things to do or things to eat {that you actually want to eat, not just things that you have}....
Although Principal Richard Vernon was a rather angry fellow himself.
BARGAINING
The "funny" thing is that bargaining is getting us our necessities right now. You wear a mask, you can come in the store. You pay ahead of time, you can have your pizza.
DEPRESSION
Bill Murray's face just says it all. Time has no meaning. Why even put on pants?
TESTING
Spending time outside is a perfectly acceptable solution to the situation...except all of those people are waaaaayyy too close to each other!
ACCEPTANCE
I feel like all of the memes I kept finding had to do with remote learning and parents working with their kids on school work. We've all accepted that it doesn't matter whether you're good at it or not, we're all just living that life together.
I know this is a pretty frivolous post, but maybe it made you smile a little bit. If not, that's okay, too. Only two more days in April, friends, and then...
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