So today was the 10th anniversary of
Glee, a TV show which originally ran from 2009 until 2015. However, I only help up with it until 2014, bailing about halfway through a very poor Season 5, and I didn't catch up when I heard the show was ending the following year.
However, this past week, I decided it was finally time to finish was, ultimately, a very formative show for me. It ties together disparate times in my life in a way very few media properties do, and I'm extremely happy I finally saw this show through to the end in honor of this milestone. I didn't start the show over from the beginning, but rather from Episode 14 of Season 5, a couple of episodes before I had stopped watching originally, and when the show had done a soft reset which made picking it up again from that point much less daunting and confusing.
Frankly, I didn't expect to have a big emotional reaction when I finally went back and finished this show. Though upon further reflection, it was inevitable I was going to have some pretty intense emotions about it, and I'm glad that - for the most part - they turned out to be good ones.
( I can't keep wasting my time with Glee. It hurts too much. )