Stranger Things has ended. For us GenX kids it seems to be hitting different. Is it we are now in our 50s and remember what it was like back then? Even though it was crazy and we did our fair share of stupid stuff, we could see tomorrow. We had hope for something better. The world was ours for the taking.
I might be class of ’93 which makes me in the graduating class with Erica. So 4 years younger than Will, Mike, Lucas, Dustin, Max, and El. I also didn’t grow up in small town Indiana. I grew up in small town in northwest Arkansas till 1989, and then I moved to small town in middle Tennesse for high school. To some extent I can relate with Max. I only moved 5 hours away, but still not close enough to easily see friends.
I keep trying to figure out why it is hitting us so differently and hard than others. I think the fact is really it would be better to wake up to have to battle Vecna with our friends, than having to wake up and fight the monster we have in front of us. Especially since many of us are fighting this alone
Since we lost connection with our pack, many might not have really found a new one. We think we have, but often times we still fight battles alone. Many of us have been fighting for so long alone. We are just used to it, and used to figuring it out. Others have gotten used to letting some else fight it for us. This time we can’t fight this alone, and we can’t stand by and wait. We need to do this together. This can be won, and we can have hope. We just need to fight together.
I don’t know who even would want to be on my team, or who would even want to fight with me. I just know I can’t do this alone anymore. The world is changing, and hope keeps getting drained each day by the dementia tyrant, the Vecna of now.
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