It was only five short years ago when FX debuted Married. I didn’t watch a single episode. I did watch the show that came on right afterwards, though. That show aired its series finale on Wednesday night (it must be the week for series finales).
I just don’t have the time to watch random shows and movies anymore, which in some ways means I’ll probably never find another You’re the Worst. While Married was heavily hyped (starring an at-the-time omnipresent Judy Greer and Nat Faxon and an up-and-coming Jenny Slate), You’re the Worst was created by and starred no one I’d ever heard of. I probably only watched because I liked the idea of a show where the nominal protagonist were not great (some would even say the worst) people.
But after five years and 62 episodes (Gretchen and Jimmy would most assuredly be pissed that they couldn’t squeeze out seven more episodes somewhere during their run), You’re the Worst ends almost back where it started: with Gretchen and Jimmy non-committal. The trick at the end is that unlike in the beginning they’re committed to being non-committal.
That method to Gretchen and Jimmy’s madness was their Rosetta Stone. Realizing that life isn’t linear freed them from being the people they expected themselves to be and allowed them to be the people they are.
There’s a lot of things we’re supposed to be doing and most of those things really are just suppositions as to how to make it from point A to point B to point C in our lives. Sometimes those points are valuable guideposts on how to live our lives. But more often, they’re measuring sticks against everyone around us.
The truth of the matter is that while people may act like they’ve got it together, no one actually does. And because of that, no one should be crippled by the idea that they don’t “have it all together” and that they’re not hitting life “milestones”. All of that is bullshit. All of us have our crutches, those crutches only become problems when they become prosthetics.