omfg I know. Season 4 fucked me up bad. Like NO what the fuck happened to everyone? ugh you just have to keep watching.
i do not care
i haven’t posted anything in like a couple weeks so obvi you’re looking through my old posts. but thanks for your unimportant input c:
it’s just you
I’ve been severely depressed for several years, and when it was at one of its worst stages Skins was there for me. Watching the show made me realize that there was more to life than what I was seeing, that friends can be real, and that I was so young. I continued to watch it and soon Effy came along. I felt very connected to her, and I understood a lot of her problems. Throughout seasons 3 and 4 I saw how she made it through, though not too smoothly. Even so she didn’t give up. I realized that I needed to make a change. I got help. I guess it just showed me that I was better than my diseases. That I could make it through. It gave me the confidence I needed to ask for help. To ask for my life back.
I just finished Skins Rise, which concludes the entire Skins series.
As strange as it may sound, Skins isn’t just a TV show to me. It’s a part of who I am. This show was in my life when I thought there was no meaning to it. Skins was there when no one else was.
I’ve been watching Skins for years, and it has taught me so many things about life. I’ve fallen in love with it; the characters, the plot — everything. This show is a near-perfect depiction of teenage life. Throughout the many twists and turns of the show, it demonstrates the struggles of adolescence, such as young love, experimentation, and friendships. Through it, we see the hardships teens face on a near-daily basis with topics such as homosexuality, relationships, and drug/alcohol use. We can see ourselves reflected in the characters. We cry when a heart-wrenching scene makes our hearts ache. We’re happy for them when they’re in new relationships. We become attached to them as characters and look up to them.
Saying goodbye to each generation was complicated, but no where near as emotional as saying goodbye to the series was. Watching the ends of Rise, Pure and Fire brought tears to my eyes. Skins has done so much for me as a person. Skins distracted me from the real world for only 46 short minutes, but each time I was transported to England with the characters, with them every step of the way. Watching all seven seasons has made me laugh, cry, and reevaluate my own decisions in life. It’s made me who I am today. Skins is one of the reasons I’m alive. I will always remember this show. Thank you, Skins UK, for all you’ve done for me.