All this feeling completely shocked me. In real life I resent all my friends who still receive financial support (or “supplements”) from their parents. I can’t stand it when my friends complain about how much they hate their great boyfriends. And I openly deliver evil eyes to my friends who willingly poach other people’s boyfriends.
But for some reason I’m able to see myself and my flaws in all of these characters more than I’m able to see them in my friends. For as much as I tune out my friend’s complaints about similar problems, I tuned into them in the show last night. It felt like a therapy session where I could see other people relive my life through role play. I could pinpoint how I behaved in certain situations and how I reacted to others. In some ways it was completely cathartic, in other ways it was completely eye-opening.
That’s what I sound like when I describe a perfect date and how I never want to see the guy again.
Oh, that’s how trivial my problems sound when I’m complaining to my parents
That’s how pathetic I look when I hook up with a guy who shows absolutely no interest in seeing me outside the bedroom.
Someone else feels as confused as I do about what to do with their life!
While so many critics reviewing the show say that it made them so happy to be out of their early twenties, to be over that confusion and that painful time in their life. I’m happy that the show’s premiering now, when I’m in my early twenties (well, early-ish). When I can completely appreciate exactly what’s happening in the show and I can work through my own life by watching it unfold in front of my eyes on TV.
I’m excited to see what this season of Girls brings and I’m excited that this new therapy doesn’t require a crazy co-pay. Just a quick 30-minute sesh every Sunday night.
Want to watch it it? You can see the entire first episode right here: