Why is Game of Thrones so painful?

About a month ago the internet was a buzz about the latest episode of HBO’s Game of Thrones, but unlike the previous 8 Sundays this was more than just a murmur, this was a collective roar of heart broken tears all over my timeline. I felt left out and lonely because I had no idea what everyone was talking about. I guess you could say I was a wildling on the north side of the wall. I’ve been debating about watching this show for two seasons now but this was it, I had to start now I wanted to know what all the fuss was about. So 6 days, 29 episodes, 1 wedding, and countless tears later I found out what everyone was talking about. Granted I binge watched all three seasons, so while I didn’t spend three years getting to know the characters it was still one of the saddest tv moments for me. I don’t think I have ever been so heart broken and this is coming from a girl who has watched four seasons of Parenthood. Now, a month later every Game of Thrones reference I see is like picking at the scab of a cut that won’t heal. The Rains of Castamere is the soundtrack that haunts my memories. The only thing that gives me solace is that a book reader has already informed me that winter is coming and that a Lannister always pays their debts.

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