Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Almost a month later

From this website.

When people view a change as loss, they go through a grieving process. There are several stages people go through in such a case.

When this happened nearly a month ago, I carefully studied the chart above, and hoped for a nice and smooth sail from stage to stage.

But some of the things in store for me looked rather daunting. Irritation? Frustration? Overwhelmed? Lack of energy? Helplessness?

And what exactly is "Blahs" in the Depression Stage? Does anyone know? If it is what I think it is, I think I do that regardless of whether I am depressed or happy, which this blog is a living example of. Blah Blah Blah Blah.

Because of the autrociousness of what lies ahead, I have decided to stay in the first stage and remain shocked forever.


At April 25, 2006 5:36 AM, Blogger A thinker said...

Oh David, you are so silly. I expected "this" to be some traumatic event I'd somehow missed. LOL. I hope you're seriously going to be OK about it!

At April 25, 2006 6:30 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

So did I and I thought I'd been keeping up fairly well.

Say to yourself 39 is young.

Hi thinker.

I just found you on her site and now here she is on yours.

At April 25, 2006 6:31 AM, Blogger Granny said...

I'm not anonymous, I'm Ann aka granny. I don't know why it did that.

At April 25, 2006 3:38 PM, Blogger The Gig said...

Hey "Cho Cho" you are quite amusing. I too was taking this serious. You will be fine -- trust me.

Hope you don't mind the little nickname. I often nickname people, I don't know why but sometime in my head, a nickname will develop for some people but not all. Usually it is someone who has a sense of humor.

At April 25, 2006 6:29 PM, Blogger furyouhin said...

Wait, you have tapeworms? What the heck is up with that chart graphic?

At April 25, 2006 7:30 PM, Blogger Amber said...

You gave me a start too. :) And yes, that chart is rather odd looking. At first glance I thought it was the female reproductive organs. Yikes!

At April 25, 2006 7:48 PM, Blogger Jenn said...

Poor David: Try reverse age-ism. I once interviewed a woman who never revealed her age until she was 40. From 21 upwards, she would always pretend to be at least 10 years older. She went on to head Sotheby's in Hong Kong. I really really liked her and always remembered her story when I was made to feel ashamed about my age. Now I insist on it.

Dialogue between me and Korean housemate:

"But you look so young..."

"Huh! I'm eight years older than you buster, so you'd better buckle down and show some respect. Also, wash those dishes."

I love my age....ahahahahahaha!

I think blahs have to do with feeling that everything tastes of ashes.

At April 25, 2006 8:42 PM, Blogger Just Rannin' Around said...

I loved that illistration! I think that it describes the grief cycle fabulously! I decided that age is becoming more and more useless. Nobody can tell how old someone else truly is unless they ask. It is all about how you feel and your attitude. I can still go outside and play hopscotch with sidewalk chalk and swing on the swings like when I was 6. I can also drive a car just as I did at 16. Now I can do anything that I like (within the bounds of the law of course) because the number of years that I have. All about attitude! Just keep using those crayons and it really won't matter. :)

At April 25, 2006 9:23 PM, Blogger David Cho said...

Thank you all for your kind comments.

@thinker: I sure hope so. Wait till you get to that age, and you will know what I'm talking about.

@granny: Thanks.

@gig: Cho Cho is fine. I take it as a compliment. Just don't call me G.I. Cho. I hate that.

@furyouhin & amber: Overactive imagination there. But now that you mentioned it, I can't see the diagram without thinking about tapeworms and oh Amber, I am not allowed to think about that.

@jenn: Thanks for stopping by. Is that story yours or your friend's? That is hillarious. You know, respecting your elders is important in the Korean culture, and now that I am older, I think it's an EXCELLENT value.

@JRA: Remind me to stay off the sidewalk if I ever get to visit Salt Lake City :-).

At April 25, 2006 10:26 PM, Blogger grace said...

I'm glad I'm not the only gullible one who read your post.

The worst thing about getting older is your behind gets bigger, and people start making fun of you.

At April 25, 2006 10:43 PM, Blogger David Cho said...

grace, I think for men, it's the mid section, not the behind. I can think of a lot of people who's had a big behind since they were young. Won't name names right now, but will post stories

At April 26, 2006 3:48 AM, Blogger Jenn said...

The story is mine. Me and my Korean housemate - he used to bully the younger housemates, because he was like, a year older. So I just gave him a dose of the old medicine. Haha. He cried when I left. Really liked me. Tough love, there's no beating that!


At April 26, 2006 9:47 AM, Blogger Cindy said...

No sympathy here. I turned 41 in Feb. Lived through it. Woohoo.

At April 27, 2006 6:51 AM, Blogger A thinker said...

LOL @ furyouhin: tapeworms. That is hilarious and now I won't be able to see it without thinking of them either...

At April 27, 2006 10:46 AM, Blogger Bruce said...

I am so with you on this one - shock and denial are a great place to stay. And the older we get, the more we are in shock and denial until we can't (won't) ever get beyond that.

Here's to shock and denial. May we stay young and healthy forever.


At April 27, 2006 11:53 AM, Blogger Dave Taylor said...

Ha! I'm closing in on 50 and you're worried about turning 40. I don't see any silver hair around the temples in your photo.

I've adapted your Stages of Grief to the career of a blogger: Blessed are those who blog but then get over it

At April 28, 2006 2:41 PM, Blogger Oricon Ailin said...

Goodness, David. Here I was, all thinking you had some tragedy in your life. I felt so bad. I've been there, done that.

Then I find out what the REAL issue is. Having a birthday is NOT a bad thing.

All is good. You'll be fine. *hugs*

Oh...and the "Blahs"...it's kinda hard to say...but it's one of those points in the day where you don't want to eat, sleep, do anything. Nothing matters...nothing seems to be important.

I experienced this cycle of grief at the age of 17...and it took at good 6-7 months before I felt better.

I am VERY glad that it isn't anything serious. *smiles*


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