fuck
I watched the latest episode of United States of Tara earlier this evening, and subsequently sobbed hysterically for a good ten-fifteen minutes.
Lionel. LionelohgodLionel.
Moosh. MOOSH MY LOVE, MY HEART. I AM SO SORRY, BABY.
KATE, I am so proud of you!
Tara... oh, Tara, I can't--I love you so dearly, with all my heart, but you need professional help. That is inescapable at this point. There's nothing more to be done but that.
So here's how it will end, I'm certain. Tara will have herself committed (it should be her decision), and we will never know her fate. I wish it didn't have to come to this, but it does.
Because Nate is right. She's not okay.
Lionel.
Lionel. LionelohgodLionel.
Moosh. MOOSH MY LOVE, MY HEART. I AM SO SORRY, BABY.
KATE, I am so proud of you!
Tara... oh, Tara, I can't--I love you so dearly, with all my heart, but you need professional help. That is inescapable at this point. There's nothing more to be done but that.
So here's how it will end, I'm certain. Tara will have herself committed (it should be her decision), and we will never know her fate. I wish it didn't have to come to this, but it does.
Because Nate is right. She's not okay.
Lionel.