Yeah, I know, that’s a really clickbaity title. I didn’t mean for it to be clickbaity, and I often think these “why I’m quitting X” titles on YouTube are so annoying. Like why do I care about you quitting something? Just quit and move on, guy! What are you, a GenZer “taking a break” from social media? (Although I always click on them) I digress. Oh and, just curious, if you did click on this article coz of the title… how’s that hook taste? Just kidding, just kidding! Okay! Let’s get into it coz I really am quitting The Last of Us and I’m interested to know what you think.

The Last of Us is a good show with a compelling story. It’s well produced, it can be funny and heartwarming, and while it has its obvious political motives at times, I’m not too bothered it for whatever reason. Sure, you want me to think humans are just the worst and anything less than wildly woke is evil and shameful… fine, The Last of Us producers, you’re annoying, but I just don’t even notice your bullsh** anymore. The show, objectively is a good show – you’d be skewing reality if you said otherwise, in my humble opinion.

I decided yesterday to quit watching this show, however. And the reason is, I’m just so damn tired of being upset and sad and scared and bummed out all the damn time. 

I typically watch this show at the gym while I’m on the stair-master coz it’s not a show I can watch with my wife. So it’s not like I’m sitting alone in the dark with it, but the show just bothered me. There were two moments. ***Semi-non-important-spoiler-alert*** First, in episode 4, when that guy Brian gets killed, it really bummed me out. Sure, he was technically a “bad guy”, but watching the kid beg for his life… I just couldn’t handle it. I almost shut it off then, but I kept at it. “This is the dark reality they’re trying to paint for you. This is what you signed up for with this show,” I thought to myself. But then, in the next episode, there’s a scene where a character orders her men to kill a bunch of people – men, women, and at least one child. It ended with, “Burn the bodies this time” or something like that. I just shut it off immediately with an audible “f************ that!” on the stair-master.

I just don’t need this in my life, you know what I mean? I played the first The Last of Us game and, except for bawling my eyes out at the opening scene, I was relatively unaffected by it. Perhaps it’s coz I was younger? I didn’t have a family of my own yet? Now, I just can’t. I’ve done the same thing with horror movies. I actually LOVE horror movies, but I didn’t like the way I’d feel afterwards. It was like a spiritual hangover.

What do you think? Am I being a wimp?

Maybe its just all the crap we’re dealing with in our own reality. I’ve been having the same “f***** this” moments with the news lately. Whereas I don’t think people should bury their heads in the sand from what’s happening in the world, I do think that we need some rest now and then. I’m a HUGE proponent of taking a Sabbath. God was spot-on with that! And so if we spend our time-of-rest watching people mutilate one another… I don’t know, that just doesn’t feel like rest to me. It ain’t good for the ole spirit.

***in a goofy Southern accent*** So, The Last of Us, I done quit you!

Oddly, I’m watching The Sopranos for the first time right now and, while that’s quite brutal, I’m loving it! So what do you think? Have you quit any shows before for similar reasons? Am I being a wimp? How do you swallow the horrifying-ness of The Last of Us and shows/movies like that?

Enjoy!