It takes a lot of bravery to look around you and see the world, not as it is, but as it should be. A world where the quarterback becomes best friends with the gay kid, and the girl with the big nose ends up on Broadway. Glee is about imagining a world like that, and finding the courage to open your heart and sing about it. That’s what Glee Club is. And for the longest time, I thought that was silly. And now, I think it’s just about the bravest thing that anyone could do.
All the cast are tweeting and instagramming and snapchatting their goodbyes, and I’m sitting in my bedroom crying my eyes out, eating chocolate and watching episode after episode of Glee, not in any particular order. The thing is, if I’m having so much trouble saying goodbye, don’t they have it like a thousand times worse? Even though I’ve devoted most of myself to being in the Glee fandom, people like Chris and Lea and Darren go there almost every day, I mean, it’s their job. I don’t see how they’re keeping it together so well, because I honestly believe if I was in their shoes I wouldn’t be able to make it through the last few scenes without bursting into tears every five minutes. I’m having a really hard time accepting the fact that Glee is actually ending. No more episodes to look forward to all week, no more Klaine scenes and duets, no more glee alongs, no more songs, no more cast parties or bts pictures or spoilers. It’s all just gone, and it’s leaving me depressed and disappointed and… I don’t know. I wish it could just go on forever, because I’ve made so many friends in this fandom, and I just know we’re all going to go out of touch a few months after the last episode airs. I’m upset that Chris and Darren aren’t going to be together anymore, I mean unless they really are a couple, which would be incredible. I’m gonna miss the annoying and amazingly talented Rachel Berry and the sassy, unique Kurt Hummel, the sweet, loving Brittany Pierce, the sharp tongued quick witted Santana Lopez, the caring, sensitive, adorable Blaine Anderson, the compelling and slightly evil Sue Sylvester, the cheesy, teary eyed Will Schuester, the brave, resilient Quinn Fabray, the talented, inspiring Finn Hudson, the honest, sincere Noah Puckerman, the chatty, selfish, cute Tina Cohen Chang, the sometimes dumb, charming Sam Evans, the courageous, loveable Shannon/Sheldon Beiste, the nerdy, adorkable leader Artie Abrams, the smily, down to earth diva Mercedes Jones, the quiet, funny dancer Mike Chang…. all of them. They’ve all taught me so much about living life the way I want to, the way I’ve always dreamed of, and to never stray from the person I truly am. They taught me to accept others that are different from me, whether it be their sexual orientation or the people they hang out with. They taught me how to laugh through the tears, that sometimes you have to deal with the hate if you want the love. They taught me that no mistake is big enough to ruin your life. They taught me to take the most out of every moment, and to never second guess your love. Glee taught me that there is so much power in song, in lyrics. Most importantly, Glee taught me to keep my friends close, because they are family, and it’s always important to surround yourself with them because they will never leave you when you’ve been pushed to the bottom, whether by bullies or the fact that nobody really seems to notice you.
But if somebody came up and asked me why I liked Glee the most, my short answer to them would be: it changed my perspective on everything.
I used to be a little homophobic honestly, and Glee showed me that being gay is perfectly okay. Klaine is such a groundbreaking relationship, giving such a great example of an intense, passionate, beautiful love between two MEN, that it happens, and it’s completely fine.
I love all of the Glee cast, and I love the show, more than anything.
I just hope I won’t fall apart when it ends.
Who am I kidding. I will.