It’s 9:30 on Sunday evening as I write this. I’m sitting in my bed, a pile of used tissues and a slice of chocolate cake accompanying me.
No, I’m not sick or PMS-ing. I just finished the last episode of Glee and am going through a bit of post-television show stress disorder.
This show has been a part of my life since my middle school days; while it’s nothing new to me, it tugs on my emotions every time I watch it, and it’s as if my dramatic, sixth grade, musical theater-obsessed self never left. (Don’t worry – it’s still very much a part of me, it’s just not as intense.)
Since the show ended, I’ve watched the occasional episode or two for nostalgic purposes. Even though I have seen all the episodes, I had never watched the show from start to finish, so a few months ago, I decided to do just that.
A few of my friends joined in with me. We would chat about what episode we were on at school, laughing at the frequent plot holes, ranting about characters we despised, and bonding over our favorite covers. In a world with so much negativity, Glee was — and still is — one of the many things that make me forget about it all.
This is so cheesy, and my future self is most definitely going to disown me for saying this, but:
For me, Glee is the perfect symbol for life: it’s totally weird, it really stinks sometimes, and it’s completely imperfect; that’s what makes it so great!
Glee clearly has a plethora of issues, but somehow the characters, the storylines, and the music belittle them all. And, honestly, without the flaws, the show would be boring and not nearly as memorable or fun to discuss.
I want to start looking at my own life with the optimism that I will go through my bad phases, just like Glee did during its six-year run. I know that those phases will only shape me into who I am and will allow me to appreciate the good times even more. The sad times suck, but tomorrow is a new day and a new opportunity to start over.
Maybe this is all a stretch and I’m just a hormonal teen obsessed with a stupid teen musical drama. Even if that’s true, (which it is) I have a feeling that ten years from now, I’ll still cry while watching the last episode, simply because of the impact it’s had on me while growing up.
So today I ask you to think about something that brings you GLEE! What makes you feel so connected or happy that you forget about all the sadness and stress in your life? I hope that thing, whatever or whoever it may be, brings a smile to your face. Have a great week!
PS: If there are any GLEEKS out there, I’d love to chat about the show, so leave a comment!!!!! And no, while I think it’s a brilliant idea, this is not becoming a Glee blog. 😉