If you haven't finished the Hunger Games Trilogy and don't like spoilers...DON'T READ ON! If you haven't finished the Hunger Games Trilogy and happen to read on out now out of curiosity...sorry for ruining it for you!
Is it just me? Or did the Hunger Games Trilogy leave you depressed too? I mean, what is up with Peeta basically being the default since Gale left the picture completely? There was no magic moment when Katniss realized how much she loved Peeta...they simply "grew together" after living back in District 12 again and there were no hard decisions or realizations to be made. It just...happened. What a let down. I was really expecting more out of Katniss to be honest. I was beginning to identify with her strength and courage and compassion. But I completely lost that when she couldn't make up her mind and just ended up with Peeta, rather than choosing him. He gave his life for her, saved her, loved her, comforted her, fought for her. She gave him what? A kiss here or there, torture for not knowing how she felt about him, children because he begged her for them. Nah, I was left wanting more. I'm still hungry for more of what Peeta (and Gale for that matter) deserved, which would be the choice. I wanted to see Katniss become in love with one of them and then carry out that love, but only with one. No more of that indecisive nonsense.
I just can't believe how trapped I was in the series so quickly. I first heard mention of The Hunger Games about 6 months ago and knew I wanted to read it eventually. Then I see that a movie is getting made and it's all turning into this huge ordeal. I didn't even know it was part of a series! So I buy the first book because it's never available at the library, and I'm sunk, hooked, lined, whatever other fishing analogies you can think of. I couldn't get enough. I finished all 3 books (after borrowing the next 2) in about 24 hours (spread over 3 days...because one has got to sleep and go to school, and professors don't really appreciate you reading during their lecture). So now I'm all caught up in it. Crap.
I didn't know it was going to get that twisted and odd and full of breakdowns and mental incompetent characters. It just adds to my recent depressed mood, which my husband probably doesn't appreciate.
I think the fact that I just had a great weekend with my mom also adds to my sad state. It's amazing how far away she can feel when I know she's only 45 minutes from where I live. But it's a different town, different people, different atmosphere; so she feels much farther away than I know she is. Mom, I love you and miss you and love hanging out with you. I just don't know if I'll ever get used to having to plan to see you. I'm so accustomed to dropping by when I have spare time and bumping into you for lunch. It's different when I have to schedule you in for a day together or pencil you in for a meal or a trip to the mall. Although, I would much rather have it this way than to not see you at all!
So, for those of you who remain sullen after the 3rd book has wrapped up, you're not alone. I'm sure there's a support group somewhere out there for us. Let me know when and where and I'll give you a lift. And for those of you who miss your moms, you're also not alone. Although hitching a ride to go visit your mom would probably be uncomfortable for me since I probably don't know her so you're on your own there... Sorry.
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