Shows That Leave You Emotionally Bankrupt

We Were Liars: I Finished It and I Am Unwell

Dear Reader,

Have you ever finished a series, sat there in stunned silence, and thought: What just happened?
That was me. That is me. I’m writing this newsletter with a thousand-yard stare and the haunting echoes of We Were Liars still spinning in my head

I just finished We Were Liars, and all I can say is: I’m not okay.

I AM TRAUMATIZED

You know those shows that sneak up on you, soft and aesthetic, like they’re holding your hand through a dreamy summer only to rip your heart out and stomp on it by the end? Yeah. That…
For most of the series, I was floating. It's all golden-hour lighting, complex characters, and this delicious sense of mystery you can’t quite place. But then... it flips. And I mean flips.

I’m not giving spoilers. I couldn’t even if I wanted to because even talking about it feels like unsealing a secret that needs to stay buried. All I’ll say is: if you’ve seen the last episode, you get it. The silence. The staring at the wall moment. The “wait… what?” followed by “no. no. NO.”

It’s the kind of ending that doesn’t just hurt — it haunts.
I’m walking around like a character in a tragic indie film now.

If you haven’t watched it yet, please do. But maybe... don’t be alone when you do.

And if you have watched it? Then come cry with me and reconnect with nature till we recollect ourselves, cuz why did nobody warn me about how it's not a cutesy summer show, but quite the opposite.

Liar, liar. Tears on fire.
Forever unwell,
— SUMMER
🕯️ Streaming pain disguised as a mystery-drama series.