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When the shock of loosing someone close to you is so intense that you feel sad but you can’t find the emotions to feel the grieving process and you just go about your day as normal with a cloud of sadness following but rarely touching.
Friend one to friend two “hey I am really sorry to have to be the one to tell you but your best friend passed away this morning from a massive heart attack” friend two “oh that’s really sad, hey do you wanna go catch the football game later and then go on a massive bender? It will be a laugh” friend one “I think you are grief numb… it will hit you later when you’ve had time to process”
Her son developed a form of schizophrenia... But wait! Schizophrenia doesn't usually develop until their 20s!
Hym "You did it again and your kids got murdered for it AGAIN and it lead to ' a lawyer's grief.' He probably knows who I am. That's why he's grieving. This is not the natural consequences of the things I have done. You are doing this to avoid being wrong. That IS the natural consequences of the things you're doing. THIS is an aberration."
The machine that keeps the coronavirus hype going.
The girl was part of the grief/tragedy/sympathy machine.
A machine that needs functional, cooperative parts to keep going.
If the coronavirus hype didn't keep going, people would begin to wake up. Therefore the grief/tragedy/sympathy machine keeps it going, keeps the misinformation spreading like wildfire.
An industry that loves to tell people who their heroes are/should be.
Thanks to the grief tragedy sympathy hope industry, the aviation museum that always had a name good enough for the residents of the city that went there had to change it's name to honor a guy they were told was their hero, rather than anybody asking them who their personal heroes were. Perhaps their personal heroes were a family member or someone from closer to home than Texas, but since nobody asked them, they were forced to adopt a guy they were told was their hero as their personal hero, without any room for anyone else (since many of them thought the name of the museum was good enough as it was, without being forced to change, and it was going to get changed to a preselected name chosen by the "new guard" instead of by the residents).
Griefing yourself, causing loss with no need for external intervention.
Shearer: "I raided my own cave on Ark"
Everyone else: "Easy self grief"
The basket of muffins the hospital delivers to the family of dying patients; often left untouched later gets redistributed to hospital employees
I feel bad for the patients but these grief muffins are delicious