There's something to be said for She-ra's ending. I haven't been able to trust a show in so long. I can't just just sit back and go on the ride because I know, somewhere, in my heart of hearts, that they are going to rip someone away that didn't deserve it for shock value. The gay lovers will be killed. The tragic end will befall one of them. Someone will lose their partner and be forced to mourn the rest of their lives. I will be shown, yet again, that my love is only good for drama, and people like me don't get to live happily ever after.
I trusted Noelle, but I didn't trust her higher ups. I knew that before the end, someone was going to die, and it was going to rip me to shreds again, and I needed to be ready for it.
And then it Didn't Happen. The Wives survived. The lovers overcame together. The world was saved by THEIR love, and they were not left alone.
It didn't tear me apart. It lifted me up, showed me an end where my kind of love MEANT something. Where it was good and true and people like me can be Happy.
And that means the world to me.
