I'm not good at goodbyes.
In fact I'm quite bad at it.
This is due to my deficient channeling of emotions.
I bottle things up, and they fester.
I wrote about it in here.
It was about books.
This installment is about series and movies.
I've had two series unfinished for a long time because I couldn't say goodbye to the characters: I knew it'll hurt badly and I'm a coward.
And it has.
Last month I summon up the courage to face my fears and I cried my eyes out saying goodbye to Finn and Jake, and Bonnibel and Marceline and everyone at Adventure Time.
Then came Star Wars Ep IX, and saying a teary goodbye to Leia served as a kind of closure for the loss of Carrie too. And here they come again, when I thought I had run out of them.
And now, I'm still drying my face and my eyes are all puffy again.
Because I've managed to finish watching Sense8.
I fell in love with the series in the first episode and my heart broke when it was cancelled. I've been unable of watching the end until today.
And I've cried a lot because they were, are like family and I'll miss them as I miss Finn and Leia, and Kaylee and so many others.
Anyway, I'm so grateful for the ending of Sense8, for the closure. I know I'll wonder about their lives from that moment on but to know how that arc ended is important to me.
I'm still coping with the Firefly fiasco.
So maybe I'm getting better at goodbyes, maybe I'm eyebrows deep into a well of self destructive behaviour.
But I think it's the right path, all these closing of doors.
this text is an awful stream of consciousness and I know it, but here it is nonetheless, from my chaotic mind to yours with love.
