Dear Glee,
I’m writing this letter because, well, I don’t know how to say this, but I’m breaking up with you. Before you get upset and stop reading this letter, I want you to know how much I treasure the good times we had and how much I have loved you. I have never fallen for a TV show as fast as I did with you. It was love at first pilot. (You remember the love letter I wrote you? Here it is.) From the minute I saw you, with your Ohio-based show choir (harkening me back to my days in CHS Essence), your myriad of misfit characters I’d love to befriend, and the voracious wit exuding from Sue Sylvester, I was taken. How can I ever forget the way I teared up the first time the New Directions burst into “Don’t Stop Believing” in simple red tees and blue jeans. Husband and I said to ourselves that we’d never seen a show capture adolescence quite like this, and we loved it. Continue reading
Since Austin 