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The Mental Challenges of Enduring A Pandemic
Someone mentioned during a news segment that navigating through these dark times that hover with menacing authority is almost like accommodating the signature stages of grief.
Denial. Anger. Bargaining. Depression. Acceptance.
At first I balked at the notion that suddenly losing someone you can’t live without under tragic circumstances is comparable to surrendering to an unprecedented global emergency, that not only destabilizes an already frazzled foundation, but you could possibly die from exposure.
But, as I explore my emotional state from the earlier phase, when the full scale of what we are now facing was unclear, and chart it to my present disposition, there’s no doubt that my acutely sensitive nerves are being slammed down by the gravity of a frightening situation, that gets more so as the days crawl by.
When you are immersed in making plans for tomorrow, the higher the stakes, the harder it is to be distracted by the breaking news about a growing national concern that isn’t directly affecting operational capabilities.
And just like that, my attention was sucked into the daily updates that were intriguing enough to inspire the almost two weeks of increased texting activity, and occasional phone conversations with a couple of…
