One tree hill
Posted by bronwen wild on Monday, May 21, 2012
Hey yola. So tonight the last ever fist airing of an episode of One Tree Hill ended. Thats 9 seasons...Nine years of one TV show. And no it wasn't the greatest show. But I realized something while watching it. Its gotten me through my life.
From just giving me one hour, once a week to just forget who I was, and ignore all the hate and shouting around me. To the first Christmas after the rents split. Granny bought me season one and two. And I sat about a foot from the tv in the lounge downstairs. And I forgot I existed. and I forgot dad was suing mam, I forgot she was planning on leaving me for three months to go on holiday.
And then it just became this hope. I would sit in my empty house waiting for mum to come home from wherever she was getting drunk that night, but for one day a week I'd have tree hill...and it gave me a way to cry. I didn't have to feel guilty or hide it. Because I wasn't really crying about me, I was crying for Brooke or Payton or Hayley. And then I'd find the loudest music I could And turn it way up loud and i'd dance around y house until I cried and laughed so much that I felt peaceful. And when I'd go to sleep I wouldn't need anything to keep my mind quiet. I was just okay.
And then it almost seemed too well timed... When mam was dieing so was Hayley's... of cancer. So I had to leave tree hill for a while. It was too soon for that shit.
But after... I got seasons three and four...and watched them over and over. Feeling all the things Payton felt. If i could be any fictional character I'd be her. She was so fucking bad ass :3 but yeah.. tree hill was there to help me through.
It was even there for my when I got my heart broken first and second time. Though the first time was way back up the top.
Its like every bad thing thats happened these past years I've had tree hill to help me just forget it all for a while. Be it one monday a week or a few days of total zoning out.
For a crappy US Teen drama it sure dose mean a lot to me.
So thanks tree hill.
I wouldn't be the same without you.
From just giving me one hour, once a week to just forget who I was, and ignore all the hate and shouting around me. To the first Christmas after the rents split. Granny bought me season one and two. And I sat about a foot from the tv in the lounge downstairs. And I forgot I existed. and I forgot dad was suing mam, I forgot she was planning on leaving me for three months to go on holiday.
And then it just became this hope. I would sit in my empty house waiting for mum to come home from wherever she was getting drunk that night, but for one day a week I'd have tree hill...and it gave me a way to cry. I didn't have to feel guilty or hide it. Because I wasn't really crying about me, I was crying for Brooke or Payton or Hayley. And then I'd find the loudest music I could And turn it way up loud and i'd dance around y house until I cried and laughed so much that I felt peaceful. And when I'd go to sleep I wouldn't need anything to keep my mind quiet. I was just okay.
And then it almost seemed too well timed... When mam was dieing so was Hayley's... of cancer. So I had to leave tree hill for a while. It was too soon for that shit.
But after... I got seasons three and four...and watched them over and over. Feeling all the things Payton felt. If i could be any fictional character I'd be her. She was so fucking bad ass :3 but yeah.. tree hill was there to help me through.
It was even there for my when I got my heart broken first and second time. Though the first time was way back up the top.
Its like every bad thing thats happened these past years I've had tree hill to help me just forget it all for a while. Be it one monday a week or a few days of total zoning out.
For a crappy US Teen drama it sure dose mean a lot to me.
So thanks tree hill.
I wouldn't be the same without you.
