I'm tired, guys. Really, really, tired. It may be from this cold that has been kicking my butt all weekend (and quite frankly, winning). No...I'm tired of The Walking Dead. I have friends who have told me that I would love Game of Thrones, and I probably would, but thanks to The Walking Dead, I'm probably not going to watch it. I am not going to watch This is Us either. You see, I normally watch procedural shows, Law and Order, CSI, Rizzoli and Isles, etc., because rarely, if ever do they kill off the main characters. Main characters are usually killed off the show if they choose to leave, unfortunately die, or screw up and get fired. Even when Thomas Gibson was fired, Criminal Minds did not kill off Aaron Hotchner, and they left the door open for Shemar Moore to return as often as he likes as Derek Morgan. I like these shows. I like sitcoms for the same reason. It is rare that I watch a serial television series, because I like being able to miss an episode and not feel like I'm entirely lost.
Don't get me wrong, I grew up on a healthy dose of 1980s serials like Dallas, Knots Landing, and Falcon Crest. I still was not a huge fan, because I like for the story line to have an ending. Once again, it's why I like procedurals. When Lost first premiered, I was locked and loaded to give this show a shot. The first year, it was great, but then, it starred to go off the rails for me. Every year, it seemed that the hiatuses would get longer and longer. Then, the stories started getting stranger and stranger, and then...I quit watching. The same thing happened with Once Upon a Time. I loved Regina and her amazing costumes. Yes, I loved the evil queen. Sue me. Yet, it began to act in a manner similar to Lost. In an effort to bring in every character from the Disney I got tired. The characters that I loved had to share air time with people I cared nothing about, and I got bored.
Then, AMC brought this little gem of a show that few people thought would survive to life. The Walking Dead became Sunday Night must see television for me. I even missed some of Tony Gonzalez's final Sunday Night games to watch The Walking Dead. That is some dedication. I loved the action and the camaraderie between the characters. I loved Glenn, Rick, Daryl, and my favorite Michonne. I stuck with the show through that year on the farm, and that year in the prison, and now it has been eight years, and frankly, I'm tired. I'm tired of the deaths and misery.
Seriously, can you not give these people a happy moment? It's just death, death, and more death. I know that it is a zombie apocalypse, but must we have constant non-stop misery? One bad guy replaces another. Don't get me wrong. There have been characters in The Walking Dead whose deaths I have not minded at all. Season one deaths, I don't count because I wasn't really attached yet, and Sophia, well stuff happens. I know that's harsh, but most of us cheered the deaths of Lori and Andrea. Sasha got a better job, so I was okay with her exit. Every body in Alexandria not part of our core team, bye. Lizzie was bat-crap crazy so, girl bye, but over the last few seasons, there have been deaths that have just annoyed the crap out of me. I think it started with Bob's death. Dude was just becoming part of the family, and then, he is bitten, barbequed, and dead. Then, there was Beth. Just when I started to like Beth, boom dead, and what should have been a happy reunion of the family, was met with more sadness as Daryl exited the building carrying Beth's body. I still cannot watch that episode, because there was just something about her death that bothered me. One week later, Tyrese is dead. Then, Noah.
Last season, opened with the deaths of Abraham and Glenn. I was barely over them when we lost Sasha, and now, we are about to lose Carl. Carl is one of those characters that annoyed me to no end during the first few seasons of the show. Never where he was supposed to be, getting shot, causing Dale's death, killing his mother's zombie, annoying his dad (and everybody else), but as he and Michonne bonded, and he became the "baby serial killer," I began to like Carl. So of course, you start liking a character, boom, their dead on this show, and frankly, I'm tired of it.
It is the reason I stopped watching Fear the Walking Dead. Travis was really the only thing keeping me tied to that show, because I literally hated everybody else. Then, he dies, and just like that I stopped watching. Normally, I would have watched every single episode of The Walking Dead marathons, but I haven't for the last two seasons, because, I just am not ready to watch my favorites constantly dying. I'm tired of Neegan, I'm tired of no one being able to have a moment's peace. Heck, Maggie can't even grow her baby belly! (Oh, and word on the street is she may be leaving the show, so there's that). I'll still be here on Sunday, I'll still do my blog posts, because there are still characters on the show that I love, but my heart is starting not to be in it. Let's hope they can find a way to make me excited to watch again.
Until show time, "I hate myself for loving you, can't break free from the things that you do. I wanna walk, but I run back to you, that's why I hate myself for loving you."-Joan Jett and Desmond Child
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