To The Class of 2020
At the beginning of my last post on grief, I mentioned that mourning isn’t reserved only for death. Mourning can happen with all types of loss, which I’m sure we’re all quickly realizing. Everyone’s lives have been and continue to be wildly disrupted by this global pandemic. For us in the US, shit just got real. Got real on a scale that’s been likened to 9/11. Unprecedented, if you will. Jobs are being lost, healthcare workers are being forced to work in unsafe conditions, and every worst case scenario that comes with poor leadership and nonexistent social safety nets are playing out on the news every single day. Even though canceled graduations and shortened school years are small details in the larger pandemic storyline, I’ve seen a disturbing amount of comments calling the Class of 2020 spoiled and shallow for being upset about in a time like this.. People are dying and here is the Class of 2020, crying about graduation.
Don’t take that shit to heart Class of 2020. Whether you’re graduating high school, college, med school, grad school or something in between: know that whatever it is you’re feeling right now is valid. You’re allowed to be bummed about this and concerned for the health and wellbeing of others at the same time and doing so doesn’t make you a bad person. You’re allowed to feel things and don’t let anyone tell you differently.
For better or worse, we measure our lives by milestone, and even though it’s a minuscule part of the global picture, a quick snippet of your hopefully long lives, I wanted to acknowledge what you’ve lost, Class of 2020. Milestones are the framework on which we tell the stories of our lives and the goalposts we use to plan our futures. So for many of you, graduation has been something you’ve been thinking about and looking forward to for years. We’re told that graduation is your prize, validation for all of the hard work and sacrifice. It’s a set time everyone can gather around a celebrate all the things that graduation can mean. Maybe you’re the first graduate in your family, maybe you took an extra 5 years to finish your degree, maybe you didn’t think you’d live to see this day. Sure, you’ll finish up classes online, get your diploma in the mail, and (eventually) begin post-grad life, but I wanted to acknowledge all that you may be feeling right now. Because it’s not just canceled graduation. It’s canceled senior games, final performances, award luncheons, senior week, prom. It’s saying goodbye to your home and the family you made. And that’s on top of the fear and uncertainty that everyone’s feeling right now. The precautions were necessary and for the best but it’s absolutely valid to feel cheated and upset that you didn’t get the experiences you were promised. Millions of people are hurting right now and in comparison, losing graduation isn’t close to the most devastating effect this country will face. But it’s okay if it’s the most devastating to you. Feel all of the feelings that this crazy situation has brought up for you and feel them fully. Talk about it. Lean on each other. Voicing your heartbreak doesn’t make you evil, it makes you honest. So fight anyone who tries to belittle your experience. Honoring your loss doesn’t mean you’re ignoring someone else’s. We’re complex beings and capable of both, simultaneously. So during these turbulent times, I hope you find the space to cry if you want to. Get mad if that fits. Maybe plan a graduation party ( Thanksgiving weekend sounds nice). Do what you need to lighten the load. But don’t let anyone, ever, tell you how to feel.