Once I get hooked on a TV show, I’m generally hooked for life. I will collect their DVD’s and watch them till I have to replace them.
Tonight, I am going to detail three which actually left me in tears (and on one occassion, crying to my mother) when they ended.
First and foremost, forever and ever the end, is Harry Potter.
I started crying at the end of 7.1 – and by crying I mean mascara down my face, wiping my snot on my arm and heaving my chest – and Daniel thought it was because Dobby had died. Well, it was, a little bit. But the main reason was that I knew that there was only going to be one more movie… one little movie… before I had to fully kiss my childhood goodbye and hang up my Gryffindor Scarf.
Yes, I am one of the geeks who just loves the movies and can watch them for days on end while simultaneously reading the books and researching harry Potter themed tattoos.
It didn’t help that the ending of the movies coincided with me watching the last ever episode of Full House.
Ok, I know that Full House ended its epic-ness in 1995, but I was only 7 so cut me some slack. When I finally managed to get my hands on the whole set last year I watched it every day for about a month so I could get through all 193 episodes. I used to love the show when I was little and when I was able to watch it as an adult, I loved it even more. When I watched the finale of the show, I was immediately on to my mum:
“Mum! I have just watched the last episode of Full House and Harry Potter is finishing. Do I: A) move on, and appreciate the time I had with them? B) Keep rewatching the shows until I believe that Bob Saget is my father? or C) CURL UP INTO A BALL AND DIE BECAUSE MY LIFE IS OVER?!!?!”
or something along those lines, anyway.
Scrubs… Scrubs… don’t leave me… please! Please don’t leave me!
When the end of season 8 Rolled around and I watch JD walk out of Sacred Heart for the last time, I lost my shit. I mean, I was devastated. I cried, and I blogged, and I status’ed, and I whinged. JD and Turk were like my Buddies. We had a connection – By which I mean, I knew every word to “Guy Love” and “Everything comes down to poo!” and I would sing a long in my best voice.
But then, Daniel in his ever-awesomeness, I came into ownership of Scrubs… SEASON NINE!!! Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah! (Cue the Go, Ricki! Dance and the fist pumps and chuck in a chicken dance for good measure!)
But you know what? I haven’t even watched the final episode of the final season. Why? Because I’m a pussy and I know there is no more after it. I know I’m going to be more than a little devastated; I know that I will be Mopey, the 8th dwarf; and I JUST DONT WANNA!!!
Are there any TV shows or Movie series that have ended and left you feeling bereft and alone? Please tell me I am not the only one out there who gets so emotionally involved with fictional characters that I may or may not point a stick at my dishes and say “scourgify“