I just finally watched Waters of Mars and End of Time - the last two pieces of the David Tennant Doctor Who run. And I'm done.
That was exhausting and I don't mean that glibly at all. I'm never watching another new episode of Doctor Who again. Ever. As far as I'm concerned, the series is over. Sure, it's just started it's new season and I hear the writing is much better now and it's all kinds of fantastic, but for me, it's done. It was a fucking trial and I escaped with my life.
I'm pretty sure no one else understands how I feel right now. I don't WANT to see any more. I don't want to think about it, I don't want to get involved, I don't want to know. I'm DONE. The entire run of David Tennant's Doctor Who was designed to see just how much sadness and despair they could cram into one character - to see just how far down they could crush him, grind him into the dirt, take away everything he loved and more, again and again and again until there was nothing left but numbness and dark. By the end you just wanted him to die so he wouldn't suffer any more. It was like praying for suicide. Please... please, let it end. And finally it has.
It was a punishment to watch this show. I just wanted to see him happy. The fucking show paralleled my life and brought me down at every turn. I could be happy if only I could see this character that I loved feeling happy. I just wanted to FEEL HAPPY watching a fun sci-fi program. But all the show did was make me suffer. Take and take and leave nothing but pain and emptiness.
I hear it's better now. More enjoyable, and brand new start, a good jumping on point, etc. And that's nice for it. But I feel like I've been through just another abusive relationship. I don't care how much it's changed, I'm done. I can't forget, so I'm just going to leave.
Have a nice life, Doctor Who. I will always love you. And I will never forgive you.