I liked it far more than I thought I would. Lily goddamn breaks your heart in this role at times. There are a couple of storylines I could do without, but on the whole it was a fun binge watch for me.

It starts strong and fizzles out a bit towards the end. But if you’re looking for something to binge watch over a weekend or while you’re doing your nails or something it’s pretty satisfying.

It’s like if people in a sitcom world spoke like normal people. The plots and arcs are straight out of a sitcom, but they curse and have panic attacks, they make mistakes that don’t constitute wacky hijinks. There are plenty of contrived situations, but they react much more normally.

I just finished it today. It feels a bit predictable to start with but it definitely grew on me. It’s a funny show about loneliness and grief, which is always impressive.

Most frightening part: they believe their own bullshit. And so do many, many others.

I know a few other commentators have asked this question, but has any of the media coverage addressed the issue of why Jim Bob and Michelle are the ones doing the press tour and speaking out for Josh when he’s a 27 year old man?

Jim Bob is asking Jesus for advice right now, and Jesus is all

I’m trying to not think of how gross I find this family and all their bullshit, so I’ve instead decided to focus on who’s hair is worse - Dim Bulb or Michelle-Shocked

I think it’s the American way

Yes— and this is one of those areas where it’s rougher on men, because emotions+crying are a big no-no in the first place for them, and then you’ve got that stiff-upper-lip-cheerfulness of the American Way layered on top of that. This culture really does a number on people’s basic emotional responses in any crisis. (I…

Even if nobody has died and somebody is depressed, or if they’re just plain sad— let them be sad! It’s like sadness isn’t just a waste of time, it’s not to be tolerated, it’s Un-American. Acknowledging sadness or hopelessness goes against our much-vaunted optimism.

And there’s this weird American idea that sadness is like, a waste of life. You should be living every moment to its fullest! Pursuing opportunities! Appreciating what you have! Pulling bootstraps and shit!

I have to say, I want to be friends with the dude that said “let’s kick the shit out of option b.” The crises I have had in my life are marked by someone else’s “inappropriate” swearing. You drop an F bomb when I give you bad news, I know you are on my side and ready to help.

You might be terrified of saying the wrong thing, but know that silence cuts like a really fucking sharp knife that often makes the person dealing with tragedy feel like they are insignificant to whomever is avoiding them.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Major love to everyone trying to kick the shit out of option B, every fucking day.

I’ve tried to avoid reading this all day because I knew it was going to make me cry and, there it is... tears at my desk.

Having lost my father and sister, and dealt with so many people saying the wrong things, and not understanding that it didn’t happen for a reason, I won’t get over it, and it doesn’t get better...I love reading what she wrote. You never stop missing your loved ones, and it won’t ever stop sucking, you just learn to…

“But I want Dave. I want option A.” aaaand there goes my composure. This is terribly sad. Glad to know he was so loved, but there is little else that’s good in this.