Is it normal to think about the weight of everyone who's died before modern medicine, and feel like you're grieving even if you never knew them?
Most people who survived the pandemic will be dead in the next 40 years. We will only have stories, books, history, and medicine to remember the people who grieved... But I'm grieving the dead. I feel like I'll never be able not to, even though I never grieved firsthand. It's been really heavy. I never knew 45 million+ people died. It's never leaving me the same way they're never living again.
I wish it had never happened. And I feel weird carrying this weight. I wonder if people who lost loved ones before the medicine still grieve.
I almost want to become someone who helps try to make a cure or vaccine, just to try to get rid of something that never should have existed.
Note: I currently don't know my status yet, this may be A REASON of many why it's so heavy.