TV is fake. It is not real. TV is fake. It is not real.
MY SOUL IS ACHING SO HARD I CAN’T EVEN TODAY.
For anyone who was once upon a time a Grey’s Anatomy fan before it stretched its seasons way beyond its prime, then stopped watching because of boredom or whatever, I wish I had been you because then I wouldn’t have had to deal with the emotional WTF of last night’s episode.
Warning: this is a spoiler alert for anyone who hasn’t seen it. But if you haven’t seen it yet, you probably already know about it (THANKS ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY. Geez.).
McDreamy is gone.
If there is anything all of us Grey’s die hards could count on (no matter how repetitive and boring it could get) was that love was forever with the show’s decade-long love between Mer/Der. I mean, the number of solid one liners about sappy love and how it’s real had me sobbing left and right and got me through every aching second of singledom (well, that and beer).
And then Shonda (SHONDA WHYYYY) decided NOW would be a great time to fuck it all up. WHAT, SO WE CAN’T EVEN COUNT ON LOVE IN A WORLD OF WAR/PLANE CRASHES/HOSPITAL SHOOTINGS/CAR CRASHES/DROWNINGS/ALL OTHER DEADLY OCCURENCES THANKS TO SEATTLE GRACE AKA GREY/SLOAN MEMORIAL?!? What is life even, tho.
TV is fake, I know. But the feels, oh, the feels. Naturally it’s been rainy and gloomy all day so I’m having myself a nice little Derek cry party over here. I even had a haircut today and after I just wasn’t happy, so I took the scissors to part of it because it was “uneven.” My guess is I will be regretting that move tomorrow.
I feel like someone I know actually has died and I’m literally grieving. What is that?
The world will never be the same.
And just to leave you feeling the feels some more…
*can’t stop won’t stop*