Anyone else getting hit by major delayed post-series grief right now?
Hey everyone,
I needed to vent. So here I go...
When the finale dropped a few months ago, I watched it, loved it, and felt pretty content just having the story wrap up. I thought I was fine.
But lately, the Stranger Things nostalgia has been hitting me absolutely like a train. It’s a bizarre feeling because the show has been over for months, but the weight of it actually being gone is only sinking in for me now.
I think I’m realizing that we didn't just say goodbye to a show, we said goodbye to a massive chunk of our own lives. It's been nearly a decade since Season 1. Everyone literally watched the characters grow up while we grew up and changed right alongside them. Hawkins felt like a comforting routine, and now that the collective hype and theorizing have completely quieted down, there’s this weird, permanent void.
Even listening to the soundtrack or seeing clips from it makes me incredibly homesick for a universe I never actually lived in.
Did anyone else experience this kind of "delayed" sadness? How are you guys coping with the Hawkins withdrawal now that the dust has completely settled?
P.S. And yes, before anyone tells me to go touch grass—I know it’s just a TV show! 😅 It’s just wild how a piece of media can become such a fixture of your routine over a decade. Just wanted to see if anyone else was feeling that post-series void!
(Also, to clarify: when I say I was happy with the "closure," I just mean I was glad the series finally got a proper, definitive conclusion instead of being canceled or left on a cliffhanger. I'm not trying to start a war about the actual storyline choices or plot holes! Please don't fight in the comments haha.