Life Update

Hi All,

I've been missing school (who would've ever thought we'd be feeling that way) and just wanted to post on the blog some life updates to stay in touch with everyone.  For those who have read my posts about Dexter, I finished the show.  To the people who told me the ending sucked? You were right.  I can't stop thinking about it and I finished the show almost a week ago.  In regards to my post about relationships and Dexter, I am still amazing at Dexter's relationship with Hannah, especially through the end of the show.  WHAT THE HECK?! Ugh.  Their relationship is the closest I've felt to envying a relationship, to which I asked myself, "Why?" Their relationship is build solely off their shared desire to kill people and lust. But I had to top and think, "Is this truly any different than any normal relationship bonding?" If you figure this is abnormal psychology, then everything is going to be different.  Dexter is a sociopath.  He shouldn't be able to feel any love anyways, so of course, when he finds love, it isn't going to be your normal, Nicholas Sparks love story.  The same goes for Hannah.  She's seriously messed up.  But who wouldn't be when you fell in love with a serial killer as a teenager who coerced you into murder.  Teenaged relationships follow anyone, so clearly this followed Hannah.  What I think gets me the most about Hannah and Dexter's relationship is how realistic it seems.  It isn't your typical fairy-tale romance.  It's real because it's two fucked up people who somehow fell in love, which really feels a lot like what a real relationship feels like.  It's two people who share in major baggage who are able to  find peace in each other. And while that may be the case for love stories like The Fault in Our Stars, that love story is just so emotional it made me sob the entire book.  BUT THAT LOVE STORY ALSO GOT TO EVERYONE. These love stories aren't like Hallmark movie love stories where some girl has to move to a remote town for work, hates her boss/coworker/town and then falls in love with whatever she hated but moves back home and then somehow ends up realizing it's where shes meant to be and then stays....you know the story.  Those love stories don't get to me. They certainly get to my mom, but they sure as hell don't get to me.  They don't make me wish I had that. They make me wish I WILL NEVER HAVE THAT.   I like my relationship the way it is because I feel like me, a fucked up person has found someone who makes me feel not fucked up, which is why I assume I identify so much with Dexter and Hannah's -love story.  Not to get sappy, but I feel like that is what love is about, be it self-love, familial love, friend-love or intimate love--it is about feeling comfortable and at peace.  That's why I love my bed so much.  It is comfortable and makes me feel at peace. 
So there's my little life update as a result of finishing Dexter.  I've been bottling up those thoughts because my family doesn't care to hear about my overly analytical thoughts on TV shows.  "It ruins it!" yeah, whatever Amy. It gives me peace of mind. Go back to your Hallmark movie. 
I also watched a comedy special with my sister for those looking for something pretty ok to watch.  Its called "Quarter Life Crisis" and it got to me at a few moments because it really calls out a lot of the things young adults are feeling.  It's worth a watch, check it out if you're bored.

Stay safe all. I miss you all dearly.  I hope you're all surviving the close quarters time with family. If anyone is feeling lonely or stir crazy, don't hesitate to reach out to me! I'd love to catch up or listen if you need to vent.

All my love