It's never good when a baseball team leads you to research the stages of grief, but that's exactly the type of thing the 2016 Twins are inspiring. Here's how my grieving through the 2016 season has gone so far.

Stage 1: Denial and Isolation

Last time I checked in, I was looking for hope with the Twins at 0-8. I wrote that there was plenty of time to turn things around and way too early to be looking for the panic button. When the turnaround didn't happen, I had no interest in investigating why until I went through some further stages of grief.

Stage 2: Anger

I haven't punched through any walls, burned my Twins gear or anything like that, but lets just say my language has deteriorated and I get a certain twitch in the corner of my left eye anytime someone asks about the Twins.

Stage 3: Bargaining

Also in my last article, I did some optimistic math. It was almost as if I was trying to convince myself 0-8 was a non-issue.

Stage 4: Depression

My low point here came during Wednesday's 9-2 defeat at the hands of the Orioles. It was rainy, cold and the team played like garbage. There were several big school groups of kids cheering their little hearts out to no avail, which somehow made everything even more sad. But hey, a day at the ballpark always beats a day at the office and my wife and I got put on the kiss cam, so there's that.

Stage 5: Acceptance

I think I'm finally starting my journey into accepting the fact the 2016 Twins are a bad team. Furthermore, I'm starting to question if it was foolish to have ever expected them to compete for the playoffs.

I have many fond memories from last season, but the way things were at the end of that magical May definitely overshadowed everything else and seems to have blinded me from the bigger picture. Unfortunately, that was a mirage. At the end of last May, the Twins were 30-19. From there, they went 53-60.

Another part of my bargaining revolved around how the bad start was just a small sample size. And through just 34 games this season, you could still pound that drum to some extent. But, if we combine their 8-26 record so far this year with the poor finish in '15, you get a 61-86 (.415) record. Tough to call a 147 game stretch a small sample size.

Uh oh, I think I'm slipping back into the depression stage.

Of course, this is just a tongue and cheek look into the season so far. If a lousy baseball team is most depressing thing in my life right now, things are going pretty darn well. Plus, the Twins will play better. There's no way they lose 120 games this season, right?

Oh boy, am I back to denial? I thought I was doing so well. It's a process.