Hurting... when it's time to say goodbye
Lost… that’s how I’m going to feel when it all ends. I can’t bear the thought that after tomorrow (yes, I’ll just watch it on Monday) it’s all going to be over… forever.
I sometimes feel that I didn’t appreciate it enough because I got swallowed in all the ship and Jack hatred stuff but I can say that this season I told myself that I would just enjoy whatever happened because this show means so much to me.
As I watched it I got the feeling that every second counted and it seemed that the ticking of the clock got faster as the episodes passed and we rapidly walked toward the end.
It’s truly the end of an era and it is only poetic that it ends in the year I turned 20 years old. I used to think that I would loose interest but the stories and especially the characters kept me stuck on this roller coaster.
Lost marked my teenage years in a very unique way and it was sometimes the only thing that could pull me out of bed when I was going through those rough years when your insecurities speak louder than anything else. It made me dream, theorize, read wonderful books and fan fictions (like Of Love and Shadow, by the most amazing fanfic author Lu!!!!!), make art and let my creative mind wonder around a world that I would rather be in instead the reality of everyday life.
By now I’m already crying because it is when something that you love so much comes to an end that you realize that everything must pass away into the past. And that’s probably what’s hurting the most right now… is that by Monday, Lost will be part of the past. My past and everybody else’s that for the past 6 years never gave up even against disapproving and often mocking voices all around.
We are the survivors. We are the ones that can truly say that we witnessed one of the most revolutionary shows ever. And I’m so proud that I’m coming out of the other end, after 6 years, enlightened. And there aren’t many shows that make you THINK, really think about what’s going on around you.
Skate. I couldn’t not mention the best love story I have ever seen. Even if they don’t end up together (I truly lost all hope by now) they truly had the best journey and scenes like “I never” truly represent what Lost is: strangers coming together as a community when all is taken away from them.
I’m thankful to the writers, the actors and all the crew for showing your appreciation for us, Lost fans, in every single second of the show. Because even though I didn’t agree with everything that happened (I hate Jate and everybody knows that!!!) it all happened for a reason.
It’s hurting now but it’s the process of grieving. But in a few months, when it’s all said and done, we’ll still have the memories. And what memories!
Aloha!
I sometimes feel that I didn’t appreciate it enough because I got swallowed in all the ship and Jack hatred stuff but I can say that this season I told myself that I would just enjoy whatever happened because this show means so much to me.
As I watched it I got the feeling that every second counted and it seemed that the ticking of the clock got faster as the episodes passed and we rapidly walked toward the end.
It’s truly the end of an era and it is only poetic that it ends in the year I turned 20 years old. I used to think that I would loose interest but the stories and especially the characters kept me stuck on this roller coaster.
Lost marked my teenage years in a very unique way and it was sometimes the only thing that could pull me out of bed when I was going through those rough years when your insecurities speak louder than anything else. It made me dream, theorize, read wonderful books and fan fictions (like Of Love and Shadow, by the most amazing fanfic author Lu!!!!!), make art and let my creative mind wonder around a world that I would rather be in instead the reality of everyday life.
By now I’m already crying because it is when something that you love so much comes to an end that you realize that everything must pass away into the past. And that’s probably what’s hurting the most right now… is that by Monday, Lost will be part of the past. My past and everybody else’s that for the past 6 years never gave up even against disapproving and often mocking voices all around.
We are the survivors. We are the ones that can truly say that we witnessed one of the most revolutionary shows ever. And I’m so proud that I’m coming out of the other end, after 6 years, enlightened. And there aren’t many shows that make you THINK, really think about what’s going on around you.
Skate. I couldn’t not mention the best love story I have ever seen. Even if they don’t end up together (I truly lost all hope by now) they truly had the best journey and scenes like “I never” truly represent what Lost is: strangers coming together as a community when all is taken away from them.
I’m thankful to the writers, the actors and all the crew for showing your appreciation for us, Lost fans, in every single second of the show. Because even though I didn’t agree with everything that happened (I hate Jate and everybody knows that!!!) it all happened for a reason.
It’s hurting now but it’s the process of grieving. But in a few months, when it’s all said and done, we’ll still have the memories. And what memories!
Aloha!