The 5 stages of post-Halloweekend grief
Halloweekend has finally coming to a crashing close. After all the fanfare and excitement, the plumage and costumery, the most fun weekend at Brown is behind us. Cue tears!
This is a scary time. All the fun is behind us and we’re all staring down a tough stretch from here until finals. To help you navigate your emotions throughout these dark days, here are some characteristics of the five stages of grief that may befall you during the coming times.
Denial: Say it isn’t so! You refuse to believe it’s over. Maybe that’s because you didn’t make it out Saturday and your IFF ticket went to waste (guilty), or you just got way too into character to extract yourself now (looking at everyone who dressed as the Joker over the past few days. Please drop it). Push through your denial. Confront the calendar facts. It is now early November and though, yes, this may be scary, you’re now getting closer to a super exciting day: Thanksgiving. At least you have some yummy, extremely dry turkey in your future.
Anger: So you’re over your denial. Now you’re mad. Why did you spend money on your IFF ticket if you were just too dead to go out?! Why did you express order 5 different angel halo wings from Amazon Prime, only to have all them all arrive on Monday? This is all so messed up and you are pissed. This isn’t fair and this is not how Halloween was supposed to go.
Bargaining: Okay, fine, so your halos came late. But it’s normal to waltz around campus with some dainty little accessories. You’ve probably definitely seen weirder stuff in the Ratty. Halloween isn't just one day, anyway. It's more of a season! As long as you keep the spirit alive, you’re welcome to keep chomping on limited edition pumpkin flavored Kit Kats for as long as your heart desires!
Depression: You release that the costumed approach is a bit weird, as you’re getting more looks than normal and none appear to be especially appreciative. Plus, it’s getting cold to walk around in your sheer angel costume. Your heart plummets. You must now abandon your costumes and, what, just be yourself? Uh, no thanks! Let sadness consume you.
Acceptance: Finally, after several days of depressed considerations, you come to terms with the end of Halloween. That level of candy-eating was never sustainable, anyway, and honestly, your costume didn't even look that cute. I guess you may as well let the countdown begin ‘til the next spooky season. For now, you can live with the real fear that comes from the scariest season of all: finals.
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