Is It Enough To Keep Breathing?
Tonight while cleaning up the apartment, I put on DVR and found the season 3 finale to Grey’s Anatomy. Even though I’ve seen the ending several times, it still moves me to sobs. Not tears, sobs.
A girl who’s a total commitment-phobic hard-ass (and coincidentally my favorite person on the show) agrees to marry a wonderful man. At the church, she flips out and he realizes that it is not in her character to get married, so he walks out. My summary does little justice to the scene, so I suggest watching it on Youtube here [only first six minutes].
It reminds me of how close I came to losing myself in my previous relationship. Ex-BF was a great guy–it wasn’t his fault that I had started fading away. It was all mine. He didn’t know how I was supposed to be, who I once was. The fact that things like this and this make me react so strongly has me wondering why, because I suspect it’s not nearly as simple as it seems.
