I know I make fun of bridgerton for being guilty pleasure tv but this season (despite its flaws) actually meant a lot to me. Because it was for the romantics who think romance isn’t for them. For the people who are sensitive but deal with it by being independent and invulnerable. For the people who aren’t the obvious rays of sunshine that wear their hearts on their sleeve. For those always take care of others first and aren’t used to taking care of themselves because no one else takes care of them. It’s about two people who start off with near constant poker faces and end the season openly weeping and laughing. Because it said “love is about loving who someone is, not what someone is”. Because it said “you can indescribably drawn to someone but a happy ending isn’t inevitable, if you decide to shut off you will lose them. The problem isn’t that you can’t suppress love the problem is you can” It said "you do not need to work to earn the love of the people who love you”. Love guarantees future misery but it’s still worth it. And I’m sitting here like BITCH I just wanted some horny regency wtf 😭😭👁️👄👁️
I’m reposting this and hopefully pinning it because oh my goodness I could not have described it better myself. Bridgerton has truly made me believe in true love again. That I’m more than just my responsibility to raising and taking care of my family for the rest of my life. That I deserve happiness.
