I've decided that I need to watch the last two episodes of season four tomorrow, no matter what. I'll hole up in my room with my computer and make it through an hour and a half of what is likely to be pure agony. It's not going to be pretty. I'll probably post another reaction video (see my super embarrassing video here).
I just really need to get through it. I need to get to what are presumably happier times. I'm hoping that seasons 5 and 6 are kind of like season 2, 3, and 4. Because I miss watching Doctor Who without bawling my eyes out about Rose. I mean, I usually cry because the Doctor is just a sad person but the last time I watched it (it's probably been at least a month or so), I was just a blubbering mess. It's fun for a bit, but then it starts to hurt so much you kind of just shut down and refuse to think about it.
Really, though. I lay in bed at night trying to fall asleep and my mind will start floating to it. It used to be a nice, pleasant thing to think about, but now it just makes me start to panic a little. And then I get really sad and can't sleep.
If I get past this hump and onto 11, I'm hoping that will go away.
What has this show done to me?
